Blame Games
October 27th,
I open the front door to find Justicar Stewart Hannity standing on my porch. “Madame Warlock, my apologies for the early call. I was asked to come speak with you regarding the incident at your shop.”
The “incident” in question was the widow of the man who killed my mother in a drunk driving accident deciding that the whole “Thou shall not suffer a witch to live” thing was an actual thing. She showed up at the shop a couple of days ago and tried to stab me. While disconcerting, I was never in any real danger. I’m proficient in defending myself so the only real damage was to a display case. But she made very public rants about witchcraft and devil worship and my mother “returning from the grave” for revenge before committing suicide in jail.
So I’m not surprised
