Chapter Twenty
It had been no easy feat to dry the carpet, and Jessica was fairly certain her grandmother had intentionally made it that way. Ethel Libbons was one of the most skilled witches to walk the planet, yet she hadn’t been able to come up with a simple spell to dry her carpet?
Yeah, right.
Nevertheless, since it had been Jessica’s fault, to begin with—having briefly developed an inflated ego about her magical ability after so easily defeating Medusa—she refrained from complaints when Grandma Ethel made her go back and forth over the carpet several dozen times in an attempt to towel-dry it.
She had certainly learned her lesson about jumping into things—especially spells—too quickly, that was for sure.
Chad had already bid them farewell and gone home for the night, while Pastor
