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was struck down.
“Why did she call for Dorothy?” Elsie pulled out her lacy purple handkerchief.
“I don’t know. Maybe that was what she was thinking about. Maybe she was using her last bit of power to call Dorothy to us.”
“Maybe.” Elsie blew her nose loudly. “She knew we were going to need her more than ever. Trust Olivia to look after us even as she was dying.”
“Was she that sure I’d want to be a witch with you all?” Dorothy shook her head. “This is very strange and scary. I didn’t even know her, but I felt—
something
. I couldn’t see her, but it was like I knew her. Whatever it was broke my heart.”
Dorothy started sobbing. I knew it was time for us to get out of the alley. I put my arm around her and turned to leave.
Joe was standing behind us. “You shouldn’t be here, Molly.”
CHAPTER 7
Bless this plant and let it grow,
Hiding here, no one will know.
Strong and green, earth’s tapestry,
Let it thrive, so mote it be!
I couldn’t speak to Joe. My emotions were too raw. I urged Elsie and Dorothy to leave the alley. The three of us hurried under the yellow tape and out on the sidewalk.
“Molly?” Joe called after me before his long strides caught up. “I need to know what you’re doing out here.”
“We were putting flowers on Olivia’s last place on earth.” My voice cracked with tears. “We came to say a prayer for her. I’m sorry if we got in your way.”
“Flowers? I didn’t see any flowers.” He looked back, and there was a bouquet of pink wildflowers growing from the patch of green moss. “Oh. Sorry. I didn’t mean to doubt your word.”
Dorothy stopped crying long enough to take a peek and mouth
Wow!
at me.
It was the combination of our magic that had made it happen. I wouldn’t normally do something so flashy, but this wasn’t a normal situation. I thought our grief added to the strength of the spell too.
“Listen, I’m sorry to rush you out of there that way,” Joe said. “The crime scene team is on their way to go through the alley again. I didn’t expect to see you here.”
“They didn’t find anything the last time they went through it?” I asked.
“No. Not a thing. It’s as though someone scrubbed the alley after they killed your friend.”
“What about the videotapes from the bars and restaurants?”
“Nothing there either. If Olivia was in any of these places, there was no sign of her.”
That was good, and bad, news.
I’d hoped we’d be able to find Olivia’s killer or at least prove who it was. Most certainly the witch who’d killed Olivia had wiped away all trace of having been there. Even we hadn’t been able to feel any magic left behind.
The good news was that Joe was pushed further away from Olivia’s death. I knew that would be frustrating for him, but it eased my mind.
Two cars pulled up that were marked “Crime Scene Investigation.” Lisbet arrived too and started walking toward us.
“Just don’t go back in there again, okay, sweetie?” Joe put his arm around me and kissed my forehead. “Let
us
figure this out. Stay out of her house too. It’s different now. You can’t wander in and out like she’s still there.”
“Of course.” I smiled and kissed him back.
Lisbet waved to me as Joe met her. They walked back toward the alley together.
“No sign of
anything
in the alley,” Elsie muttered.
“And nothing on any videotape,” I added.
“What does that mean?” Dorothy whispered.
“Combined with what happened at the house, it means magic
was
involved.” I opened the car door. “It’s what we feared.”
“I hate to think that another witch killed Olivia for the spell book.” Elsie took out her handkerchief again.
“Or the spell book was secondary, and she was killed to collect more magic.”
“I wonder what part Brian Fuller played in it, if any.” Elsie tried to get herself together.
“Do you think that’s why she called for me when she was dying?” Dorothy didn’t get
“Why did she call for Dorothy?” Elsie pulled out her lacy purple handkerchief.
“I don’t know. Maybe that was what she was thinking about. Maybe she was using her last bit of power to call Dorothy to us.”
“Maybe.” Elsie blew her nose loudly. “She knew we were going to need her more than ever. Trust Olivia to look after us even as she was dying.”
“Was she that sure I’d want to be a witch with you all?” Dorothy shook her head. “This is very strange and scary. I didn’t even know her, but I felt—
something
. I couldn’t see her, but it was like I knew her. Whatever it was broke my heart.”
Dorothy started sobbing. I knew it was time for us to get out of the alley. I put my arm around her and turned to leave.
Joe was standing behind us. “You shouldn’t be here, Molly.”
CHAPTER 7
Bless this plant and let it grow,
Hiding here, no one will know.
Strong and green, earth’s tapestry,
Let it thrive, so mote it be!
I couldn’t speak to Joe. My emotions were too raw. I urged Elsie and Dorothy to leave the alley. The three of us hurried under the yellow tape and out on the sidewalk.
“Molly?” Joe called after me before his long strides caught up. “I need to know what you’re doing out here.”
“We were putting flowers on Olivia’s last place on earth.” My voice cracked with tears. “We came to say a prayer for her. I’m sorry if we got in your way.”
“Flowers? I didn’t see any flowers.” He looked back, and there was a bouquet of pink wildflowers growing from the patch of green moss. “Oh. Sorry. I didn’t mean to doubt your word.”
Dorothy stopped crying long enough to take a peek and mouth
Wow!
at me.
It was the combination of our magic that had made it happen. I wouldn’t normally do something so flashy, but this wasn’t a normal situation. I thought our grief added to the strength of the spell too.
“Listen, I’m sorry to rush you out of there that way,” Joe said. “The crime scene team is on their way to go through the alley again. I didn’t expect to see you here.”
“They didn’t find anything the last time they went through it?” I asked.
“No. Not a thing. It’s as though someone scrubbed the alley after they killed your friend.”
“What about the videotapes from the bars and restaurants?”
“Nothing there either. If Olivia was in any of these places, there was no sign of her.”
That was good, and bad, news.
I’d hoped we’d be able to find Olivia’s killer or at least prove who it was. Most certainly the witch who’d killed Olivia had wiped away all trace of having been there. Even we hadn’t been able to feel any magic left behind.
The good news was that Joe was pushed further away from Olivia’s death. I knew that would be frustrating for him, but it eased my mind.
Two cars pulled up that were marked “Crime Scene Investigation.” Lisbet arrived too and started walking toward us.
“Just don’t go back in there again, okay, sweetie?” Joe put his arm around me and kissed my forehead. “Let
us
figure this out. Stay out of her house too. It’s different now. You can’t wander in and out like she’s still there.”
“Of course.” I smiled and kissed him back.
Lisbet waved to me as Joe met her. They walked back toward the alley together.
“No sign of
anything
in the alley,” Elsie muttered.
“And nothing on any videotape,” I added.
“What does that mean?” Dorothy whispered.
“Combined with what happened at the house, it means magic
was
involved.” I opened the car door. “It’s what we feared.”
“I hate to think that another witch killed Olivia for the spell book.” Elsie took out her handkerchief again.
“Or the spell book was secondary, and she was killed to collect more magic.”
“I wonder what part Brian Fuller played in it, if any.” Elsie tried to get herself together.
“Do you think that’s why she called for me when she was dying?” Dorothy didn’t get
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