Aria’s POV
When Seth came to the cafe this morning, I thought for sure I was going to hear about it from Aunt Eleanor - she definitely did not look happy to see him and with the way he was staring at me, I’m willing to bet that it made her a whole lot less happy, and then he went and really made her mad - calling her a witch in front of everybody! And yet, no reprimand followed, no prying questions about my whereabouts yesterday or who I was really with. I noticed one hushed conversation between her and Aunt Teresa, though it could have been about anything, Those two whispering in corners was a daily occurrence. It all just served to prove my point - these were not witches, they had no special powers or evil plans, they were simply two bitter old ladies, burdened with caring for a child
