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hearing. I swivel an ear to tune in the sound from the witch's circle.
"What the hell? Get away from me!" Very un-Cassie like. Then she remembers herself. "I'm sorry. You all startled me, standing so close like that."
The well-faked and much-rehearsed concern begins.
"Are you all right, dear?"
"Anything injured in the fall? You gave us quite a start!"
"At least it happened where we can do a really effective healing ritual if you need one."
She brushes herself off and stands up. "No, I'm fine. Fine. You don't need to fuss over me. I'm just overwrought. I had a…breakup with my boyfriend, Dan. And, of course, there's Granny's sudden death. It's been upsetting."
Gilly steps in. "At least let me take you home now, sweetheart."
"No, I can drive." Even from a distance, I'm sure I hear the Cassie-thing gritting her teeth.
The gathering breaks up. People lower their hoods and split off into loose groups, walking toward the parking lot.
Natalie's really laying it on. I know she's enjoying herself. When it comes to keeping things hidden, Natalie is top shelf goods. "Janice, dear, we'll rearrange your cleansing. At the full moon?"
"Yes, Nat. Thanks. I'll see you then."
It's not the best outcome, but we didn't get caught, either. It's progress. And we know for sure now what's at stake—one amazing girl who's still alive in there. One caring girl who thinks of my safety before she thinks of her own. I don't deserve her. And I sure won't lose her.
Cat hears the rustle of night things and our adrenalin-heightened senses track them through the brush, begging Cat's body to follow. Robert will be home before me tonight.
I'm covered in the gushing concern of the choir, and it feels disgusting. I need a shower. I drop my clothes on the floor in the parlor and travel upstairs to the bathroom naked, air rushing against all of my fresh, new parts. Cassie's certainly kept up with the latest trends in hair removal, and I'll continue the practice for a while, at least. It was the expected thing in my distant past as a nod to hygiene, but it's been several lifetimes since I've bothered. I feel like a Chihuahua.
We'll see how my lover likes it. Tom should be home any minute now. I know him. He won't go too long as Cat. Plus, he'll be concerned for me, I know he will. He tried to protect me against Kevin's venom, after all, when he discovered that Kevin was poisoning me. That wasn't a surprise. He'd always served me well and endured his reprimand when he strayed.
However, today's events confuse me. Why would I faint like that? Was it some backwash from the cleansing spell? Some undiagnosed physical complaint of Cassie's?
Oh blood of the gods, if she's pregnant…
Why should I be alarmed? How repulsively human of me. It's a small matter. I can easily rid myself of the thing. Tansy and pennyroyal are out: I don't want to accidentally poison her. I didn't groom her all those years to bury her right after taking her. No. Mugwort? Ashwagandha root? It depends on how far along she is. I'll sort it out if I need to. And, of course, there's always that newfangled medical abortion that's made the need for a visit to the witch woman obsolete.
I can't believe I have to make a trip to the drugstore at my age. I'm not going to wait until the thing starts to squirm.
It's time I found out what's happened since I've been gone.
***
It's a short trip down the street to the corner drugstore for the test. I imagine the girl would be anxious while waiting for the results, but I feel nothing. It's amusing, really, the way mortal women look forward to pushing another snot-nosed brat into the world.
When the time is up and there's no plus sign on my stick, I'm neither relieved nor saddened. But I'm glad that I won't be risking this body to get rid of the thing. I like the way it fits.
Now, it's time to procure the help of a sneaky little weasel who isn't smart enough to put anything over on me. Kevin will do nicely.
When he opens the door, he looks
"What the hell? Get away from me!" Very un-Cassie like. Then she remembers herself. "I'm sorry. You all startled me, standing so close like that."
The well-faked and much-rehearsed concern begins.
"Are you all right, dear?"
"Anything injured in the fall? You gave us quite a start!"
"At least it happened where we can do a really effective healing ritual if you need one."
She brushes herself off and stands up. "No, I'm fine. Fine. You don't need to fuss over me. I'm just overwrought. I had a…breakup with my boyfriend, Dan. And, of course, there's Granny's sudden death. It's been upsetting."
Gilly steps in. "At least let me take you home now, sweetheart."
"No, I can drive." Even from a distance, I'm sure I hear the Cassie-thing gritting her teeth.
The gathering breaks up. People lower their hoods and split off into loose groups, walking toward the parking lot.
Natalie's really laying it on. I know she's enjoying herself. When it comes to keeping things hidden, Natalie is top shelf goods. "Janice, dear, we'll rearrange your cleansing. At the full moon?"
"Yes, Nat. Thanks. I'll see you then."
It's not the best outcome, but we didn't get caught, either. It's progress. And we know for sure now what's at stake—one amazing girl who's still alive in there. One caring girl who thinks of my safety before she thinks of her own. I don't deserve her. And I sure won't lose her.
Cat hears the rustle of night things and our adrenalin-heightened senses track them through the brush, begging Cat's body to follow. Robert will be home before me tonight.
I'm covered in the gushing concern of the choir, and it feels disgusting. I need a shower. I drop my clothes on the floor in the parlor and travel upstairs to the bathroom naked, air rushing against all of my fresh, new parts. Cassie's certainly kept up with the latest trends in hair removal, and I'll continue the practice for a while, at least. It was the expected thing in my distant past as a nod to hygiene, but it's been several lifetimes since I've bothered. I feel like a Chihuahua.
We'll see how my lover likes it. Tom should be home any minute now. I know him. He won't go too long as Cat. Plus, he'll be concerned for me, I know he will. He tried to protect me against Kevin's venom, after all, when he discovered that Kevin was poisoning me. That wasn't a surprise. He'd always served me well and endured his reprimand when he strayed.
However, today's events confuse me. Why would I faint like that? Was it some backwash from the cleansing spell? Some undiagnosed physical complaint of Cassie's?
Oh blood of the gods, if she's pregnant…
Why should I be alarmed? How repulsively human of me. It's a small matter. I can easily rid myself of the thing. Tansy and pennyroyal are out: I don't want to accidentally poison her. I didn't groom her all those years to bury her right after taking her. No. Mugwort? Ashwagandha root? It depends on how far along she is. I'll sort it out if I need to. And, of course, there's always that newfangled medical abortion that's made the need for a visit to the witch woman obsolete.
I can't believe I have to make a trip to the drugstore at my age. I'm not going to wait until the thing starts to squirm.
It's time I found out what's happened since I've been gone.
***
It's a short trip down the street to the corner drugstore for the test. I imagine the girl would be anxious while waiting for the results, but I feel nothing. It's amusing, really, the way mortal women look forward to pushing another snot-nosed brat into the world.
When the time is up and there's no plus sign on my stick, I'm neither relieved nor saddened. But I'm glad that I won't be risking this body to get rid of the thing. I like the way it fits.
Now, it's time to procure the help of a sneaky little weasel who isn't smart enough to put anything over on me. Kevin will do nicely.
When he opens the door, he looks
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