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quirked into
a grin and she ducked as I swiped at her. “I fantasize about what
I’d like to do to them. Usually it’s little things like locking
their keys in the car or hiding their wallet in the back of their
freezer. The only thing I ever did, was taking an industrial
strength magnet to my last boyfriend’s memory cards.”
    “Memory cards?’
    Thyme nodded. “On his games. A strong enough
magnet can ruin a saved game. The way he played, half his life was
probably on those things.”
    “Thyme!”
    Thyme stopped walking and put her free hand
on her hip. “I refuse to feel sorry for a man who throws a tantrum
when a kid out-games him. He pawned my things to buy a two hundred
dollar game upgrade. I don’t have anything against gamers as such,
but if you ever date one, make sure he’s not a kleptomaniac with a
Peter-Pan complex.”
    I was shocked. “He actually pawned your
things for a game?”
    “Yes, my sapphire earrings and a gold fob
chain that my grandmother had given me. I did get them back in the
end. Most do make it out unscathed,” Thyme assured me. “In real
life, not in my mind.”
    We were still giggling over Thyme’s ideas
for revenge tactics when we arrived at Glinda’s . Ruprecht’s
store was as warm and welcoming as ever. Books were shelved from
top to bottom, ancient globes hung from the ceiling, and glass
cabinets displayed all manner of mystical items, from crystal balls
to exotic incense.
    I could spend all day in Glinda’s and
still not see everything there was to see. It was a combination of
a mystic library, a museum, and a set from a Harry Potter
movie.
    Camino waved us toward the back room. “Looks
like someone is feeling better!”
    Thyme grinned. “I’ve been giving Amelia some
relationship advice on the way.”
    “Goddess help us!” Camino exclaimed with a
shake of her head, and then glanced over at me. “Is that to say you
have someone on your mind?”
    “No!” I said quickly, feeling my face color
at the unexpected question.
    “The handsome firefighter perhaps?”
    “No,” I said again, this time truthfully. It
was Alder Vervain who had come to mind, rather than Craig. I
somehow couldn’t bring myself to share Thyme’s opinion of Alder.
“Thyme was just distracting me from, well, everything.”
    “She has a talent for that!” Mint called
from the back.
    Thyme snorted rudely as she handed over the
basket. “Just so you know, ignore whatever Mint’s been saying about
me! She’s my accomplice!”
    Camino laughed softly and nodded. “I’d not
doubt it for a minute.”
    Mint peeked around the corner with a stack
of small white ceramic plates in hand. “What makes you say
that?”
    “Don’t try to play the angel, Mint.” Camino
waved a knobby finger at both Thyme and Mint. “I helped change your
diapers. I likely know you two better than you know
yourselves.”
    As the women squirmed, Camino turned her
attention to me. “These two were always causing all manner of
mischief when they were younger. Poor Ruprecht, trying to cope with
two little bulls in his antique shop.”
    “We weren’t that bad!” Mint insisted, her
face coloring.
    Thyme grinned. “Yes we were,” she said with
a chuckle.
    “One time when Mint was about seven, she got
it in her head that she was going to be a beautician when she was
older. Next thing I know, I found my poor cat, Calliope, in the
kitchen sink, being dyed pink. Calliope never let Mint and Thyme
near her for the rest of her days.”
    “Camino!” Mint was red faced as she set out
the plates. “You promised not to share that silly story with guests
anymore.”
    “Amelia isn’t a guest. She’s practically
family,” Camino sniffed, unaffected by Mint’s protests.
    Ruprecht shuffled out from hiding, one of
his cats perched contently on his shoulder, in the same way a
parrot would sit on a pirate’s shoulder. “And there was also your
first, or should I say, only sleepover.”
    I dragged my eyes away from the cat on