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child, with your friends, knowing that there might be ghosts?”
“Most of the time I was just with my friend. The others were too afraid.”
“But you were not.” He studies me. “Why was that?” He sounds interested, and I decide to be honest.
“I guess because... I realized ghosts weren’t the scariest thing out there.” My face heats as he continues to watch me. A door closing alerts us seconds before a woman glides into the kitchen. I rise with a gasp, stepping back from the table.
“Sofie?” Nick stands, reaching out to me.
I can only stare at the tall, mysterious woman from the grocery staring right back at me. She further disturbs me by shifting her gaze behind me, as if seeing someone else. I turn even though I know I’ll see no one. I swallow my fear and look at her. She responds by raising an eyebrow. This must be the witch Estella, and in that moment, I realize she’s aware of one of my darkest secrets.
Chapter Four
“W hat’s going on?” Nick glances at the tall woman dominating the room. “Estella?” I take his hand. He pulls me close, encircling my waist with his arm.
Lucian stands. “Everything is fine. Please, let us sit.” He pulls out a chair for his sister, but she continues standing as she observes me.
“Lucian—” her voice is raspy “—please fill the kettle. I believe Sofia would appreciate a cup of tea.” She has the same precise accent as her brother. She motions toward my chair. “Please sit. I will explain.” She takes her seat and I hesitate before taking mine. I leave my chair pulled out. I want the space in case I need to move quickly. I’m not sure why I’m on such high alert. I just am.
“What’s going on?” Nick repeats.
“I believe I... spooked Sofia yesterday at the grocery store.”
Nick glances at me before asking Estella, “Explain please,” with a slight frown.
Lucian rattles some cups as he brings them to the table, making me flinch. He reaches over and pats my shoulder. “It is okay, child.”
“I did not mean to frighten you, Sofia.”
“You... didn’t. What were you doing?”
“Doing?” She raises an eyebrow.
“Why were you... poking at me?” I’m not sure why I chose those words, but that was exactly what she’d been doing.
Estella smiles while Nick asks, “What?”
“I was certain you sensed what I was doing,” she says, self-satisfied.
“And that was?” Nick appears to be getting angry.
This conversation is coming to the point where she might say things I don’t want anyone to hear. I think she reads my sudden anxiety when my gaze flashes to Nick, sliding quickly back to her. She studies me before answering Nick. “I probed her.”
“Why would you do that?” Yep, he is getting mad, and I’m not sure why.
She considers me again as Lucian pours fragrant, steaming tea from a blue ceramic pot. “Your young friend has a special aura.” Estella smiles at me. “I only touched it. I have never seen one such as yours.”
Aura? “Maybe you should have asked first,” I suggest.
Lucian chuckles. “That is a very good point, Estella.” He sets cream and sugar in the center of the table.
“I sense that Nick will drink his tea with sugar—” she begins.
“Estella, you’ve served me tea many times,” Nick inserts.
“Yes, and I always place the sugar on the table but never the cream, and I have never asked you how you drink your tea.” I can tell Nick is wondering what she’s getting at. I am too. “With Sofie, I cannot tell.” She smiles at me again. “When I saw you yesterday, I was very curious. I apologize. Please forgive my rudeness.”
I nod. I don’t want to be the center of attention any longer.
Estella holds her hand out to me. “I am pleased to meet you, Sofia. I hope we can become friends.”
Make no mistake; I don’t want to shake hands with her. I don’t know why; I just don’t. But I do. If she probes or anything, I don’t feel it.
Lucian speaks again. “I believe Nick has
“Most of the time I was just with my friend. The others were too afraid.”
“But you were not.” He studies me. “Why was that?” He sounds interested, and I decide to be honest.
“I guess because... I realized ghosts weren’t the scariest thing out there.” My face heats as he continues to watch me. A door closing alerts us seconds before a woman glides into the kitchen. I rise with a gasp, stepping back from the table.
“Sofie?” Nick stands, reaching out to me.
I can only stare at the tall, mysterious woman from the grocery staring right back at me. She further disturbs me by shifting her gaze behind me, as if seeing someone else. I turn even though I know I’ll see no one. I swallow my fear and look at her. She responds by raising an eyebrow. This must be the witch Estella, and in that moment, I realize she’s aware of one of my darkest secrets.
Chapter Four
“W hat’s going on?” Nick glances at the tall woman dominating the room. “Estella?” I take his hand. He pulls me close, encircling my waist with his arm.
Lucian stands. “Everything is fine. Please, let us sit.” He pulls out a chair for his sister, but she continues standing as she observes me.
“Lucian—” her voice is raspy “—please fill the kettle. I believe Sofia would appreciate a cup of tea.” She has the same precise accent as her brother. She motions toward my chair. “Please sit. I will explain.” She takes her seat and I hesitate before taking mine. I leave my chair pulled out. I want the space in case I need to move quickly. I’m not sure why I’m on such high alert. I just am.
“What’s going on?” Nick repeats.
“I believe I... spooked Sofia yesterday at the grocery store.”
Nick glances at me before asking Estella, “Explain please,” with a slight frown.
Lucian rattles some cups as he brings them to the table, making me flinch. He reaches over and pats my shoulder. “It is okay, child.”
“I did not mean to frighten you, Sofia.”
“You... didn’t. What were you doing?”
“Doing?” She raises an eyebrow.
“Why were you... poking at me?” I’m not sure why I chose those words, but that was exactly what she’d been doing.
Estella smiles while Nick asks, “What?”
“I was certain you sensed what I was doing,” she says, self-satisfied.
“And that was?” Nick appears to be getting angry.
This conversation is coming to the point where she might say things I don’t want anyone to hear. I think she reads my sudden anxiety when my gaze flashes to Nick, sliding quickly back to her. She studies me before answering Nick. “I probed her.”
“Why would you do that?” Yep, he is getting mad, and I’m not sure why.
She considers me again as Lucian pours fragrant, steaming tea from a blue ceramic pot. “Your young friend has a special aura.” Estella smiles at me. “I only touched it. I have never seen one such as yours.”
Aura? “Maybe you should have asked first,” I suggest.
Lucian chuckles. “That is a very good point, Estella.” He sets cream and sugar in the center of the table.
“I sense that Nick will drink his tea with sugar—” she begins.
“Estella, you’ve served me tea many times,” Nick inserts.
“Yes, and I always place the sugar on the table but never the cream, and I have never asked you how you drink your tea.” I can tell Nick is wondering what she’s getting at. I am too. “With Sofie, I cannot tell.” She smiles at me again. “When I saw you yesterday, I was very curious. I apologize. Please forgive my rudeness.”
I nod. I don’t want to be the center of attention any longer.
Estella holds her hand out to me. “I am pleased to meet you, Sofia. I hope we can become friends.”
Make no mistake; I don’t want to shake hands with her. I don’t know why; I just don’t. But I do. If she probes or anything, I don’t feel it.
Lucian speaks again. “I believe Nick has
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