Chapter 21 - Bad Witch“Well, I'm going to bed,” Lindee announced, opening the door to the den.
I looked up at the clock on the wall. It was only a few minutes before nine. She was in the pajamas I had given her to wear.
“Really? So early?” I asked, not that it bothered me.
She wrinkled her nose. “Yeah, I think I've still got the ley-line-lag.” We both chuckled.
“Well, good night. And thanks for cooking,” I said.
“I didn't do any real cooking,” she said.
“Yes you did. You baked those awesome pies and you'll be working like crazy tomorrow.”
“I don't mind. Keeps me busy. Mom wouldn't let me do things my way in the kitchen. I love your kitchen. It's so large compared to my mom's.”
“Well, I'm glad you're here,” I said and gave her a big hug. She hugged back. It was the night for hugs.
