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Annabelle.
Annabelle’s eyes widened even more. “You didn’t. Not again. Why? Is that why they are here?”
“Yes, that’s why they’re here.” I gestured with a tilt of my head.
“Who are they and where did they come from?” she asked.
The coven members were too busy running their hands through the handsome men’s hair to pay any attention to what we were saying.
“They’re from Enchantment Pointe, actually. They were the coven members back in 1785. Interestingly, they were hanged for being witches,” I said casually.
Annabelle nodded. “Of course, isn’t that how all witches died in the 1700s?”
Surprisingly, Annabelle hadn’t immediately started freaking out when I’d given her the news. That would probably come soon though.
“They think they’re here to help me,” I added.
“ Hallie, can I speak to you in private for just a moment?” Annabelle smiled widely at the women and nodded. “It was nice to meet you all by the way.” The forced smile remained plastered on her face as she gave a little wave.
“I’ll be right back, ladies. In the meantime, please get rid of the men,” I warned with a wave of my finger.
Chapter Nine
I followed Annabelle from the kitchen into the parlor.
Annabelle crossed her arms in front of her chest and stared at me. “Hallie, after what has happened, I’m not so sure you should trust these women. You haven’t exactly had good luck with reanimated spirits in the past. You should get them out of the house right away.”
“I know, but I can’t send them back without making sure first,” I whispered as I looked back into the kitchen.
The men were still standing by the cauldron with the coven members in a circle around them. If they didn’t get rid of the men soon, I’d have a huge problem on my hands.
Annabelle frowned. “That’s not a good idea.”
“What if the book really was trying to help me figure this out by sending these women?” I said.
Annabelle released a deep breath. “I don’t know, but this makes me nervous. I just want you to be okay.”
I hugged her. “I know, and I promise I’ll make sure to get rid of them at the first sign of trouble. Well, trouble other than conjured hunks in my kitchen.”
She stared for a moment, then nodded. “Okay, if you promise.”
“I promise.” I crossed my index finger over my heart. I paused, then said, “That isn’t all of it.”
“Should I sit down for the rest?” she asked, motioning toward the chair.
“I doubt it. This couldn’t be any worse than what I’ve already told you,” I said.
“So what is it?” she asked.
“Liam called and said there is a reanimated spirit at the plantation,” I said in a hurry.
“ My gosh, Hallie, they’re popping up everywhere. Who is this person?” she asked with a worried frown on her face.
“Liam said it was another coven member,” I said.
“So one of them was just lost and went there instead?” Annabelle asked. “I guess that’s an understandable mistake.”
I shook my head. “No, that’s not it at all. She’s from 198 5, not 1785.”
Annabelle’s eyes widened. “What? That’s crazy. What did he say about her?”
“Not much else, but he’s bringing her here so that I can meet her,” I said.
“Well, this should be interesting. I can’t wait to see what happens,” Annabelle said with a cluck of her tongue.
Now I was a novelty act for everyone. “I guess they’ll be here later.”
“Have you told your mother yet?” she asked.
“No, I haven’t been by the shop yet, but we should go there soon.” My mother owned a shop in town. She concocted the best beauty potions for miles around. “I should also ask the other coven members about these women. The current coven has some history books and should be able to tell me more about these witches. Maybe then I’ll know if the women really are being honest.” Annabelle nodded. “Where’s Jon, by the way?” I asked.
“Oh, he’s outside.” She motioned
Annabelle’s eyes widened even more. “You didn’t. Not again. Why? Is that why they are here?”
“Yes, that’s why they’re here.” I gestured with a tilt of my head.
“Who are they and where did they come from?” she asked.
The coven members were too busy running their hands through the handsome men’s hair to pay any attention to what we were saying.
“They’re from Enchantment Pointe, actually. They were the coven members back in 1785. Interestingly, they were hanged for being witches,” I said casually.
Annabelle nodded. “Of course, isn’t that how all witches died in the 1700s?”
Surprisingly, Annabelle hadn’t immediately started freaking out when I’d given her the news. That would probably come soon though.
“They think they’re here to help me,” I added.
“ Hallie, can I speak to you in private for just a moment?” Annabelle smiled widely at the women and nodded. “It was nice to meet you all by the way.” The forced smile remained plastered on her face as she gave a little wave.
“I’ll be right back, ladies. In the meantime, please get rid of the men,” I warned with a wave of my finger.
Chapter Nine
I followed Annabelle from the kitchen into the parlor.
Annabelle crossed her arms in front of her chest and stared at me. “Hallie, after what has happened, I’m not so sure you should trust these women. You haven’t exactly had good luck with reanimated spirits in the past. You should get them out of the house right away.”
“I know, but I can’t send them back without making sure first,” I whispered as I looked back into the kitchen.
The men were still standing by the cauldron with the coven members in a circle around them. If they didn’t get rid of the men soon, I’d have a huge problem on my hands.
Annabelle frowned. “That’s not a good idea.”
“What if the book really was trying to help me figure this out by sending these women?” I said.
Annabelle released a deep breath. “I don’t know, but this makes me nervous. I just want you to be okay.”
I hugged her. “I know, and I promise I’ll make sure to get rid of them at the first sign of trouble. Well, trouble other than conjured hunks in my kitchen.”
She stared for a moment, then nodded. “Okay, if you promise.”
“I promise.” I crossed my index finger over my heart. I paused, then said, “That isn’t all of it.”
“Should I sit down for the rest?” she asked, motioning toward the chair.
“I doubt it. This couldn’t be any worse than what I’ve already told you,” I said.
“So what is it?” she asked.
“Liam called and said there is a reanimated spirit at the plantation,” I said in a hurry.
“ My gosh, Hallie, they’re popping up everywhere. Who is this person?” she asked with a worried frown on her face.
“Liam said it was another coven member,” I said.
“So one of them was just lost and went there instead?” Annabelle asked. “I guess that’s an understandable mistake.”
I shook my head. “No, that’s not it at all. She’s from 198 5, not 1785.”
Annabelle’s eyes widened. “What? That’s crazy. What did he say about her?”
“Not much else, but he’s bringing her here so that I can meet her,” I said.
“Well, this should be interesting. I can’t wait to see what happens,” Annabelle said with a cluck of her tongue.
Now I was a novelty act for everyone. “I guess they’ll be here later.”
“Have you told your mother yet?” she asked.
“No, I haven’t been by the shop yet, but we should go there soon.” My mother owned a shop in town. She concocted the best beauty potions for miles around. “I should also ask the other coven members about these women. The current coven has some history books and should be able to tell me more about these witches. Maybe then I’ll know if the women really are being honest.” Annabelle nodded. “Where’s Jon, by the way?” I asked.
“Oh, he’s outside.” She motioned
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