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“Good to see your progressing years haven’t resulted in you becoming deaf,” Serendipity replied.
“Progressing years?” Hope said, straightening and refusing to rub the ache in her back while that kitty looked in her direction. “Watch it, or I’ll turn you into one of those inside-out cats by making your fur drop out.”
“They say you lose your sense of humour as you get older,” Serendipity replied. “Point proved in your case.”
“They say a cat has nine lives; I’m wondering how many I can rid you of in one night,” Hope replied with the kind of smile that made Serendipity think twice about smartmouthing her back.
Faith shrugged. “It’s nice to see everyone getting along.”
“We’ve all had a hell of a day,” Amy said, shrugging. “Sometimes it’s good to get things out there.”
“I thought you would have enjoyed breaking heads,” Faith said.
Amy looked a little miffed and a lot disappointed. “Ah, those shifters wouldn’t let me near those guys.”
“Full protection mode,” Faith said. “Who’d have thought it?”
True eyed her sister. “I would have thought you’d be eager to see what’s next on your little treasure-hunting list,” she said.
“I don’t need to look; I know it,” Faith replied, tapping her temple.
“Of course you do,” True said, sneering.
“Okay, spit it out,” Faith said, knowing that something was her fault, and it was niggling at her sister.
“It’s nothing,” True said.
“It’s something,” Faith replied. “Look at your shoulders up around your ears, that little twitchy nerve under your left eye, and the constant scowl – it’s most definitely something.”
True looked at Amy. “Is that description accurate?” Amy winced. “Okay, fine!” True said, putting the glass down and throwing the towel onto the counter. “You seem to be enjoying these things happening to us…”
“I am not enjoying them,” Faith said, defensively folding her arms. “Although, I will admit life has become a little more exciting since moving here.”
“Amen to that, sister witch,” Amy muttered.
“Knowing your knack for trouble, I doubt by much,” True mumbled.
Amy snapped to attention and looked around her as if she was searching for answers. “Me?”
True motioned to Faith. “Her.”
“And what’s that supposed to mean?” Faith demanded.
“You know what that means; where you go, trouble is sure to follow,” True replied.
“I didn’t bring the ghost here; I just brought myself,” Faith said.
“That’s not what I meant,” True said. “But Nana died today!”
“And grandpa saved her life,” Faith said. “You’re welcome.”
“I’m welcome to what?” True asked.
“That’s the second time today Grandpa’s come in handy if I hadn’t invited him, dot, dot, dot,” Faith said, smiling like the cat that got the cream.
“You’re taking credit for Grandpa saving Nana’s life?” True asked, shrugging. “Who does that?”
“If we can’t blame Hope for bringing us here, can you really take credit for bringing Grandpa here?” Serendipity asked.
