Chapter Twenty
I’d never been to a funeral before, much less one for a well-known witch, so I had no idea what to expect. Thankfully, Flora had been to more than a few, so she was there to help me at every step.
It turned out, she and I wore about the same size clothes, which was perfect since I hadn’t brought a single piece of black clothing with me to Moon Grove — a grievous oversight in more ways than one on my part.
But Flora had me covered there too. She let me borrow a simple black dress and a pair of black flats. The dress was a tiny bit too big for me and understated, but that was okay; the less I stood out, the better.
“Perfect,” Flora said as she zipped the dress’ main zipper and the four others that were meant to allow wings to poke through.
“Thanks again. I’d be totally lo
