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My head was spinning by the time I walked into Ginny's. It was quieter than usual, but Ginny still occupied her spot at the middle of the counter. I couldn’t just go up to her and ask what she knew about Walter or Vera’s fiancé. It would be too obvious and she would see it coming. So, I found an empty table for two and sat down. I would never turn down a cup of coffee and it would let me build the courage to suck up to Ginny.
A redheaded waitress whose name tag read Monica stopped by to offer me water and take my order. She had to go back to the kitchen for a fresh pot of coffee. As I waited for her return, I considered the fact that Ginny, like me, was a witch. Given what Tania had told me about the Hayes family dating back to the Salem Witch Trials, I was surprised Ginny hadn’t led
