Chapter 9: Witches and Warlocks
Those words are no sooner out of Em’s mouth than who should appear in my doorway but Dax Neville. He tutors Roger in math on Wednesday nights. Lucky me: I have a sister in kindergarten who’s probably smarter than the entire family, and a brother who needs tutoring to pass the fourth grade.
“Hey, Hillary. And Emelia! How lucky can a man get? Hill, could you tell your mom I’m finished tutoring Roger and I’m headed home? Thanks.”
And then, “I would love to stay and discuss the spirit world with you, but I have a feeling I’m not all that welcome—a third wheel, if you will…”
Emelia looks at me at the same moment I look at her. A third! Maybe Dax could be useful after all.
I invite him in, even though a bit of my soul is dying as I do so. He is basic, geeky,
