A Witch For The Hybrid
the year had come to an end and it was time for the qua
esh flowers in the house. She made sure that no other house plants or plastic flowers were allowed into the house. Just real flowers. Her mother and sister didn't care for houseplants or flowers in the living room anyway. They were too busy with other things to care what the living room looked like. Her mother was always busy at the dinner whi
or like a cover for the space and her long flowing golden locks of hair which she let down to lie on her back without tying it up with a band, came cascading over her shoulder as she tilted her head to one side to
s and motivated by her sympathy for the dying cat, Kate revived the feline back to life and it was back to it's full energy. That was the first time Kate had used that kind magic, and since then, she had revived more sick animals than the highest paid vets in the whole of Seattle could ever revive. Of course, Kate had to do all this in secret as no one in the city was supposed to
n go on to raise dust in the small town of Kirkland, Seattle. If the people in the city began to have any doubts or suspicions at all, the whole of Se
e if she asked. In fact, Kate had once offered to help her keep the plants alive for however long she wanted them to last. But Kayla had refused. This was her business, she was determined to handle it by her own self. Since her ancestors had refused to bless her w
ed out the withered stalk an
to the new stalk as if it could hear her. Then
ards the sky. The warm breeze rushed in again, blowing over her face and through her hair like a finger, combing ge
so far in the year. Just the previous day, it had rained from the evening through the night. The gras
lear and blue and sunny, only a few dots
uring the first quarterly meeting of the previous year, there had been a heavy storm in Seattle that night and the journey to Forks town has been a long and perilous one for her. Kayla didn'
clatter upstairs and then Kate, her elder sister, let out a long resounding screech.