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Wendy pulled her heated gaze off Hollie and forced a smile. “I knocked. You didn’t answer so I tried the door, and it was unlocked. Greg said you came home. I’ve called your cell a number of times, and you didn’t answer. I was worried so I came over. Why is she here?”
“She?” Hollie asked, her voice dripping with anger. “She has a name, Wendy.”
With a dramatic roll of her eyes, Wendy clarified, “Why are you here, Hollie?”
Then she looked at me once again and slapped her hand over her mouth.
“What happened?” she asked as she rushed over to me. “You have a black eye!”
It was then I noticed the bumps on her face. “What happened to your face and neck?”
Wendy took a few steps back and cleared her throat. “I got this weird rash earlier today. Right after I left the hospital. I think it was from stress over worrying about you.”
My gaze immediately went to Hollie. Her words from earlier came back. “I hope she gets a rash all over her body.”
Then I remembered what she had said to me a few days ago when I asked about her inner witch.
“When you get the body rash that won’t stop itching, then you’ll know I’ve found her.”
All she did was smile and shrug when our gazes met.
“Looks like it hurts,” Hollie stated as she leaned against the door jam.
Ignoring Hollie, Wendy focused on my face. “Did she do this?”
“What?” Hollie and I both asked at the same time.
“I’m sorry, are you accusing me of not only attempting to hit the man with my car, but now you also think I’m physically hitting him?”
Wendy faced Hollie. “I wouldn’t put it past you! There is something off with you, Hollie Craft. I’ve always known it. You’ve always been weird and different with your…your…”
Suddenly, Hollie got a Cheshire cat smile on her face. “Why, are you afraid to say it? You weren’t when we were younger, and you used to chant it while throwing rocks at me.”
“Wait, what?” I asked.
Wendy looked panicked. “I don’t know what you mean.”
Hollie moved closer to Wendy. “I’m a witch so I would probably stop accusing me of trying to hurt Lucas before I get mad.”
It took everything I had not to start laughing. The look on Wendy’s face was priceless.
“You’re crazy.” She looked back at me. “She’s crazy, Lucas. Why do you have her in your house?”
I half-shrugged. “She wanted to do a spell, so we did one together.” I pointed to the dining room, and Wendy looked past Hollie, then gasped.
“You’re practicing dark magick?”
Hollie laughed. “Oh, for the love, Wendy. Stop with that nonsense. You sound like someone from the Salem witch trials.”
Wendy spun around and glared at Hollie. “If you think you can put one of your hocus pocus spells on Lucas to make him like you, then you are crazier than I thought you were.”
For a brief moment, the look on Hollie’s face faltered. If I hadn’t been watching her so closely, I would have missed it.
“He couldneverwant someone like you,” Wendy hissed.
“That’s enough, Wendy,” I said as I started toward her. “You have no right coming into my home and treating a friend of mine like that.”
Wendy let out a bark of laughter. “Since when has she become a friend of yours? You’ve even said in the past she gets under your skin. That she is the last person on earth you’d ever want to be friends with.”
