That could only mean one thing. Something or someone had distracted her to the point that she’d lost all common sense.
She’d left Sage outside on the porch so he’d have to go sleep in the barn, and I really needed him to see the book I’d been referring to. We could communicate telepathically, but it would be as good as having him right in the living room so he could see and hear everything firsthand.
“Tali,” she said as we walked toward the living room. “I tried to call Ami but she’s off the grid and isn’t responding. I found something really important in the book of love spells that fell on the floor. Can you lie in your kitty bed and rest while I look at it again?”
I could lie in my kitty bed, but I’d rather get to the bottom of this. And Ami wasn’t responding to communication from Pen? Completely out of the norm for her. If I wasn’t about to give out another feline howl of pain, I’d go looking for her, but that would have to wait.
After gently setting me down in my fur-lined bed, Pen sat down on her mauve sofa and leaned over the coffee table to thumb through the pages. I’d give anything if I could speak and tell her how rude it was to close the door on Dr. Luke right when he was about to ask her on a proper date. Suggesting an activity she'd wanted to do for weeks. I wished I could cast my own love spell, but alas, I’m not a witch.
“See, Tali,” she explained as she ran her finger along the worn and yellowed parchment. “It says right here that the only way I can break the spell on Jessie, is if she shares True Love’s Kiss with Harry. I’m so upset and worried I’ve made a horrible mistake. The way they’ve been acting, I can’t see any way we can get those two close enough to kiss each other.”
She wasn’t kidding. It felt so warm and cozy in my bed, I barely lifted my head to acknowledge her. Couldn’t this wait until tomorrow? Couldn’t she see I’d been traumatized by my most recent brush with death?
She sat back in the sofa as if the mauve upholstery could envelop her fears in a velvet cocoon so she didn’t have to face what she’d done. Except this was one time she couldn’t dismiss or evade. Jessie and Harry were acting strangely and Elias was on the rampage. The time had come to set this right.
“It’s been a few months since we’ve had a pet adoption event at the center,” she mused. More to herself than to me because I’d shut my eyes to try to drown out the remaining ringing in my ears from my kitty concussion. “I’ll ask Jessie if she can supply the pie and I’ll ask Harry if he can bring Walter by to be the mascot and pose as our most recent success story. What do you think, Tali?”
That’s just it. I was so tired, thoughts were no longer possible, so I didn’t even open my eyes.
Chapter 7
“Penelope,” Sabrina Scuttleworth said as she stroked Sage’s silky feathers. I was surprised he let her, and he’d even cocked his head to one side to the enjoy the attention without saying anything under his breath. “This is the most beautiful owl I have ever seen. I can’t believe he just sits here so calmly with all these people around.”
“Yes. Sage is a gift,” Pen replied and walked over to stand beside the woman.
Pen had outdone herself for this adoption event at the Fur Motel. I knew the real reason. Jessie and Harry needed to share True Love’s Kiss in order to break the half-spell that Pen had cast. It seemed that almost everyone in town had turned out to support her and the shelter, even if they didn’t have any more room in their homes for unwanted pets. These types of events always drew a crowd in the small town for the delicious potluck fare. One or two of my friends might also find a new home tonight.
“Tell me again how he came to be here?” asked a deeper voice. One laced with malevolent intent. Torturer of animals and debaucher of women since the dawn of time.
I hadn’t noticed Damien Chokecherry skulk up