It's late afternoon when we get home and I feel exhausted. We go into the kitchen and Mrs Murphy is cleaning up after lunch.
"Ah, you're back. I wasn't sure when you would be finished, but I prepared some lunch anyway. So how did it go?" Asks Mrs Murphy.
"It went well, I guess. Dorothy told me all she knew and I'm very grateful for that. It was hard to listen to, but now I know who my Mother was. Her name was Althea."
Dorothy spins around, a look of surprise on her face.
"Althea? Althea the healer?"
"Yes?" I say, wondering what Mrs Murphy knows.
"Moon Goddess! She was a special woman, Luna. It is said that during the Great Famine she travelled this country, healing as many people as she could. Many humans would be dead if it wasn't for her efforts. All witches are travellers, they'
