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for me on any given
day. She claimed we had a psychic appetite connection. I thought it
was more likely that it had to do with my picky appetite, the fact
that I only liked five things on the menu, and I hated eating the
same thing two days in a row.
    “Excited about shopping?” I said this
sarcastically Willow disliked shopping even more than I did.
    Willow rolled her eyes and rasped “Oh, of
course. I’ve been anxiously waiting for this day! Or rather the end
of it…” Izzy grabbed a rolled up napkin and threw it at Willows
face, and Willow batted it away.
    “Ha ha, very funny you two! Just wait, when
we arrive at the bonfire and everyone stops to stare at our
gorgeously clothed bodies, you will thank me.” Willow and I
exchanged a horrified glance and burst out laughing. Izzy may want
everyone staring at her, but if they did that, it would only be in
revulsion. People attending the bonfire were not overly fond of our
little group.
    “So, where are you planning on taking us for
our little field trip? The strip in Landing or the mall in
Bloomingdale?” I already knew the answer, but I also knew Izzy
would have a riot talking about our excursion, which would provide
me with time to think about more important subjects, while I nodded
absently in affirmation.
    Maye wasn’t giving me a choice. Her text
said “We are going to your parents’ house this weekend”, not “I
would like to” or “Are you interested in.” She had made her text a
statement and when Maye did that, the subject was not to be argued.
I wouldn’t be given any leeway about confronting that place. For
whatever reason, Maye required me to face my childhood for the
possibility that I might want some of their things. I
thought that was ridiculous, but I couldn’t tell Maye that.
    My heart constricted, as I remembered Maye’s
text. As their only child, my parents’ estate had been left to me
when they died. Maye, as my guardian, had been in control of that
estate all these years, and we had silently agreed that it was a
subject I did not want to talk about. However, according to her
text, she had a buyer who was interested in my parents’ home. She
knew that I would like to wash my hands of that house and accepted
the offer on my behalf. She wanted me to go with her to the house
this weekend to see if there was anything I wanted to keep before
papers were signed.
    I wondered what the house would look like
now. As far as I knew, it hadn’t been touched since the night my
parents’ lives were extinguished. Would my cage be there? Would it
stand erect, surrounded by tacky wallpaper and grime coated
windows. Or had Maye have removed it already?
    I wasn’t sure I could face the memories that
home carried. They would echo through the barren existence of that
house. I knew from experience a home like that bled a soul of all
happiness. I wasn’t certain I could retain that place again without
succumbing to the imprinted memories my parents had left me with.
Would the taint spread? Could I infect others with their remembered
evil?
    “And I thought we could buy some tissue
paper, cover it in mud, and use it as belts to whip all the boys
into shape with.”
    “Huh? What about tissue paper and whipping?”
Willow snickered softly, while Izzy stared me down with her
parental, “don’t mess with me” face. She was testing to see if I
was listening and I failed.
     
    LIAM
     
    My coven was congregated in an overly large
barn that my mother designated for our rituals. Ordinarily, my
afternoons were spent being home schooled in both the traditional
and witch ways. However, today as the High Priestess of the Sacred
Moon coven, my mother called a meeting.
    It was rare for us to convene for reasons
other than rituals. Since, we didn’t have a ritual scheduled for
today, they were puzzled and worried. We hadn’t set up for the
amount of witches attending this gathering. I sat to the side on a
barrel of hay, which was the only type of seating available.