I covered the shop last night and the late meetings, so I missed all the fun. Am I going to sulk about this? Yes, I am. I mean seriously, scarecrows coming alive and a headless horseman!
“I thought about closing the event down, but Elliot said we should keep it open. He said between all the witches andhis family we can keep everyone safe. He said we should use Sly as well. For those of you who don’t know, Sly is Sylvester Sherwood, the true dark witch of the family. He is married to Ebenezer Anderson, the true light witch from the Anderson line.”
“A light and dark true witch pairing?” Emily says. “That’s unusual.”
“It works for them,” I say.
“Molly and Cleo were also meeting to discuss what can be done to keep everyone safe. I will chat to Molly later and see what was decided.” Adhan adds.
“We’re having a BBQ Sunday so that Sly and his family can meet all of us. Just use caution, Enoch and Xander, the two younger brothers, are fearful of light magic users.” I tell them.
“We’ll pull out the games,” Cam says. “That should help relax them.”
“Ernest, why are they scared of light magic users?” Nora asks, looking confused. Her broken arm in a plaster cast resting in a sling, and a bandage on her head from the stitches she needed for a deep cut on her forehead.
“Not everyone who uses light magic are good people, just like not everyone who uses dark magic are bad. All magic can be abused,” I tell her gently.
She shakes her head and then frowns. “We’ll show them light magic is good and can be fun.”
“How are you feeling about having a true dark witch in town?” Ben asks Adhan.
“Okay actually. Sly seems like a decent enough chap. I think the family will be a good fit for the town.” Adhan replied.
“That’s another reason why I want them to meet us all. To show we’re no threat to them,” I say.
“Plus, Ebby makes chocolate, for that alone they need to move here,” Alfred says, grinning.
“I like chocolate,” Nora says happily.
Cam strokes her hair. “I’ll buy you some later.”
Nora leans into his side.
“How are you feeling today, Nora?” Temp asks her.
“My head hurts and my arm hurts like a lot. I don’t understand why I can’t use magic to fix my arm quickly,” she grumbles.
“Because you had x-rays. Magic is helping you heal quicker, but everyone at school knows you broke your arm and cut your head open. Your classmates and teachers saw you fall. You can’t suddenly turn up today fully healed,” Justice tells her.
“Yeah, so you can just be a miracle child when your cast comes off in three to four weeks and not six,” Temp tells her. “Elaine, Justice and I will give you daily blasts of magic.”
“How bad is your headache?” Justice asks her, looking concerned.
“Only a little,” she tells him, but her eyes are filled with pain and she is getting paler.
I see Temp grab his phone. I bet he’s messaging Elaine.
“I can give you something for the pain,” Justice tells her.
“Chocolate?” she asks with a quick grin.
“I think we can arrange that Doobs,” Nix says.
Temp’s phone dings. “Elaine is picking me up for work today, she’ll check on you while she’s here.”
“Have Elaine call me if she needs me. I have to get to the surgery,” Justice says.
“Will do,” Temp says.
