This is the first family dinner I ever had, she said. The first of many, Evie promised.
Haven’t you been hurt? Miss Lillian asked. Theta thought of Roy’s fists. Mrs. Bowers’s cold cruelty. Even the first wound of abandonment. Yes. And here you still are. No. The question is this: Haven’t...
Nobody’s killing any cats. Miss Lillian glowered. It’s what we’ve always done. Yeah, well, I’m changing how things are done. Miss Lillian started to protest, but Miss Addie cut her off. Very well. We...
Tell me, do you have family near? Miss Addie asked. I’m an orphan, Theta said. You’re wrong. The old woman blinked up at the ceiling, her fingers waving in the air. You do have family. I see it in you...
For the last time, I’m not a witch. Miss Lillian smiled and patted Theta’s cheek. Keep telling yourself that, dear.
Theta rolled over, facing Evie, their noses nearly touching. Evil? Yes? I love you. Now, shut up and go to sleep.
