A groan escaped Petal’s lips as she stomped back into the house, irritated and enraged to an extreme.
She didn’t know much about Harry but knew him enough to know how much of a pest he could be. And of all the moments in the world to remind her that, he chose the day she had things to do. Things requiring silence.
He was still yelling from outside the door, angering her even more. But her anger and irration was nothing compared to that of the witch as she returned to the living room to meet a frown on her face.
“What is going on?” She immediately demanded. “What is all that noise about? Who is causing such a commotion? Don’t you realize I need to get things done?”
“I’m sorry,” she apologized to the witch and immediately glanced at Gwen. “But something urgent just came up right now. Gwe
