Gettin Witched
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Gettin' Witched
Stevie here, reporting to you live from Ebenezer Falls, WA with my disaster of a day. Yes, that’s right. I’m having a terrible day. The worst. It started off like any other day with the exception of Win’s strange behavior, that is. But it’s all gone downhill from there and I have questions. So many questions… For instance, why is everyone else in Eb Falls behaving as strangely as my International Man of Mystery? And who the heck is Donna? For that matter, who’s Candy Cane and why does she have snow? Who’s the blonde picking up Win in our driveway? And was that an Aston Martin I just saw drive by? What the heck is going on? I set out to have a perfectly nice day after a long summer filled with tourists and readings at Madame Zoltar’s shop. Since we'd had so little time to spend together these last few weeks, I was feeling a little left behind while Win was off on a guy’s day of his own, but a much-needed spa-day should have cured that. Or at least I thought it would. That was before everything turned upside down, Win became almost unreachable by phone or text, and the words blackmail, drugs, and extortion were bandied about…
Witches Get Stitches
When last we met, good people, the biggest wish I’ve ever made came to fruition. It didn’t happen without some help—okay, a lot of help. Either way, let’s just say the deed was done. My outrageously handsome, smart, sometimes persnickety (read mostly persnickety) Spy Guy, Winterbottom, is finally here on earth with me, recuperating from his afterlife jaunt. And I couldn’t be happier… Sure, he can be a difficult patient. He’s forever bellowing my name from his sick bed. He likes his socks ironed and his toast cut in triangles, thank you very much. Add in the fact that some of the spells I've cast to make this dream a reality have had repercussions (an understatement), and it’s been sheer chaos. But all tomfoolery aside, Win’s here with us, and I’m thrilled, as you can imagine. Mostly. So when it’s decided amongst my favorite men I should take a day for myself and hit Seattle for some much-needed shopping, I hesitantly head out. And then I die. As you can imagine, it only goes downhill from there…
Witch Perfect
Hi, all! I’m back…er, I mean, we’re back and boy do we have a tale to tell! Now that Win is up and about, he’s been a very busy bee. He’s jumped in with both feet, getting involved in our community and living his best life now that he’s unencumbered by his spy past. He even joined the Ebenezer Falls garden club and made all the female member’s toes curl with his British charm. On a flower scouting trip for the garden club’s annual spring planting in the town square, while Win is ogling lavender bushes and pansies, I fall head first into a pile of soil where a body’s buried. Not just any body either. It’s the body of the husband of a close acquaintance of mine—a close acquaintance who just happens to own the nursery and the pile of dirt I fall into head first. When he begs me to investigate, there’s no way I’m going to turn him down, but there are obstacles to overcome. For instance, the love of my life. My International Man of Mystery, who keeps stepping on my investigative toes. It’s proving to be an adjustment solving a mystery with us working in the same space. Add in Dana, who’s gone ‘round the bend, my sudden and unexplained investigative (not to mention ridiculous) possessiveness and everything’s all topsy-turvy. But there’s a vicious killer on the loose and as we unravel whodunnit, I’m hoping our relationship doesn’t unravel, too…