Chapter Nine
Adira had left almost as fast as she arrived. Aoife walked her to the door, the other witch still asking about Aoife’s spell, no matter how many times Aoife dodged the issue. She couldn’t tell if Adira was merely curious as another practitioner of witchcraft, or if the woman had some other nefarious reason for asking. Still, the woman’s nosiness bothered Aoife, and she couldn’t get the woman out of the cabin fast enough.
Another hour passed, and still, Lir had not returned. He hadn’t even bothered to call. Aoife gave up all possibilities of their picnic lunch. She took the kids outside to get some fresh air, giving Aiden back his book and allowing the twins to run around among the trees. She sat on the steps of the porch, her elbows on her knees and her hands clasped togethe
