Pepper
When morning came, I made enough breakfast for Rhett, Chrys, Oliver, Rhonda, and I. He hadn’t said what time he would be over but guessing by the urgency of his voice during our phone call, he would be over sooner than later. Chrys still hadn’t called, but I made enough for her just in case.
A large breakfast was in order, especially since Rhett was a wolf. Gran had told me that wolves ate a lot during bulking, but didn’t mention that all of their meals were large. Bacon popped in the pan, and I stirred the country potatoes.
I had some ideas about how to kill the witch who hexed Rhett, but I didn’t know where to begin when looking for them. All the searching spells I had read about were for finding someone who was lost. Those required a piece of the individual you were looking fo
