Chapitre 29: Chapter 29: Good Little Witch

Despite the family's fears and my own reservations, life returned to normal. We ordered pizza for supper and hung out watching reruns of our favorite sitcoms in our pajamas. I felt like the pressure was off. I think the fact I made a decision to do something proactive for myself instead of whining about it all the time settled my mind and gave me some peace.

I didn't get much of a chance to talk to Uncle Frank about the previous night but I knew he already heard about our little agreement from Mom from the thumbs up and grin he gave me before going out with Sunny for the night.

One of those times I was going to ask him where they went.

I was almost scared to go down to the basement with my mother, but I went anyway.

"I'm not sure where to start," Mom admitted, taking a seat in the pentagram. I folded down across from her, chin on my knees.

"That sounds encouraging." Oh snap. But Mom only smiled at me.