CHAPTER TWENTY
Eva’s mouth fell open, and even Duncan showed more than a little shock. Her hand shook as she pressed her palm against the impressive tree. “The… the oak. It’s back.”
Duncan roused himself from his surprise and raised an eyebrow. “But the light is duller than it once was.”
Eva nodded. “Yes, but,“ She raised her hand and pointed her palm at the bumpy backyard. The whole meadow glowed brightly with her green light, and I watched in surprise and glee as the mounds sucked back into the earth, along with the remaining dirt clods. Eva closed her hand and the light vanished, leaving a pristine lawn. A squeal came from her as she leapt to her feet and pressed her fisted hands against her chest. “That was so easy! Like how it used to be!”
The witch danced about like a k
