“Well, I’m a witch,” Sarah said, as if it should have been obvious.
The patrons of the restaurant, however, were disappointingly normal. Shorts with t-shirts or light blouses, sunglasses propped on foreheads, everybody looking at their phones or calling across the room to greet each other. No sense of mystical decorum.
He obviously spent too much time in the restaurant out of the sun. Either that or he was a vampire.
“Very nice. I like it. And what do you do?” She made a little gesture to indicate Reg’s costume. “You read palms? Tarot?” “A little of everything. Mostly, I talk to the dead.”
Animals who help them to focus their powers. With a third eye, this cat probably has advanced psychic powers.”
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