AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“Right,” said Kristin.
“Are you okay to drive?” I asked Logan, helping him his feet.
“Yep,” he said, reaching into the pocket of his jeans and removing his keys. “Let’s go. You can tell me what the heck is going on with him on the way, even though I’m not sure I really want to know.”
“Yeah, you probably don’t,” said Kristin.
“Brace yourself,” I said as we hurried back to the police cruiser.
***
An hour later, Kristin and I were in the kitchen, working on our potion. Logan had taken Edward outside, where they were playing a game of fetch with a twig in the backyard.
“Woof!” I heard Edward bark and watched as he scampered through the fallen leaves on all fours to retrieve the broken tree branch.
“The sooner this works, the better,” I muttered.
Finally, the timer went off, signaling the potion was ready.
“Got it,” said Kristin solemnly, grasping the hot pot handles with oven mitts and moving the heavy pot off the burner to a rack to cool.
“I’ll call them inside,” I said, walking to the door.
Logan met me on the porch with raised eyebrows. “Ready to roll?”
“Yep,” I said. “Let’s do this thing.”
Edward came loping towards us and hurried ahead into the kitchen, panting with exertion.
“Here, doggy,” said Kristin, filling a dish bowl with cool water and placing it on the floor in front of him. He lapped it up eagerly.
“Want some yummy food?” I asked.
Edward barked and wiggled his rear, which I took as a yes.
I went to the refrigerator and took out a container of shredded chicken. I opened it and emptied the chicken into another bowl, then poured a couple of heaping ladles of the steaming potion over top. It didn’t smell half-bad.
“Here you go,” I said, and set the bowl on the floor next to the other.
Edward lowered his head to the stew and sniffed. The three of us watched anxiously. Thankfully, he opened his mouth and began to eat. After finishing the meat, he slurped up the liquid and licked the container clean. Then, he shuffled to his favorite corner, turned in a circle and lay down.
Kristin and I knelt beside him. First it was my turn. I recited the reaping spell to remove the rest of his soul from his body. Now it was up to Kristin to put it back in, intact. She bent her head and incanted the necromancy spell. Finally, we joined hands and spoke the enchantment of amnesia.
Edward’s eyes flew open.
“Shit, you bitches hit me with the frying pan.”
“He’s back,” Kristin said.
“I want a divorce, you scoundrel,” I spat.
At that moment, my phone rang, and we all nearly jumped out of our skin.
I retrieved the device from the counter but didn’t recognize the number that appeared on the screen.
“Probably a telemarketer,” I said, answering the call and putting it on speaker.
“May I speak with Ainsley Blair, please?” A woman asked.
