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“Wait. Bridget was there? I don’t think I’ve seen her since I was a little kid.”

Bridget was one of the most magical people Sunny had ever met. There was something otherworldly about her that was undeniable. She had a mischievous edge to her magic Sunny always enjoyed.

“Oh, yeah, she’s living on the mountain now. She should be back sometime next week. She just went to work a ren faire.”

“Wow. It will be so good to see her. Hopefully, she’s not wanting to work the Midsommer Festival . . . Her card readings are way better than mine.”

“Are you a witch, too? I mean, I know you Asher’s mate, but—” Her stare flew up to Sunny like she regretted saying that.

“Yes, I’m a witch, too. I’m a seer. It is not quite the same as white and black magic. And, yes . . . I’m Asher’s mate. Don’t feel bad for bringing it up. It is what it is.”

“I’ve never heard of that kind of magic. I’d love to learn more, but . . .” She looked at her watch. “I need to head to the diner. I’ll stop over when I’m done and bring you some dinner. How does that sound?”

“You don’t have to do that.”

“It’s okay. I was going to bring dinner for the guys anyway.”

“Oh, okay, then. Thank you. It was nice to officially meet you. Thank you for this,” she said, holding up the bottle.

“Of course.” She turned to leave.

Sunny took some of the tincture and got to work on the box.

Chapter

Ten

ASHER

Asher was outside cutting wood for the banister when Esther, their sister, drove up.

“Hey, Asher, is Abe here?”

“Yeah, he’s inside.”

“You doing the outside work?” she asked with a cocked eyebrow.

“I’ve been inside, too . . .”

Abe came onto the porch, and Esther waved him over.

“Hey, can Ruby stay with you for a few days?”

“Of course. Where are you going?”

“I have to go back to Tennessee and tie up a few loose ends.”

“Loose ends?” Asher asked.

“Yeah, loose ends.”

The finality in which she said it left no more room for questions.

“When will you be back?” Abe asked.

“When I’m done. I’ll call Ruby every night at 7:30.”

Abe nodded.