Page 72 of Black and White, Twice the Might

“Thanks, Larry. We think so too,” I say.

We finish breakfast and go to the house, our house.

We walk in the front door, and the boys high-five each other and run around laughing. We leave them to it, and Sly pulls me into his arms, kissing me senseless, and not being a stupid husband, I wrap my arms around him and kiss him back.

We slowly pull apart. “Our first kiss in our new home,” Sly says, touching my cheek.

“The first of many.”

We pull apart, and Sly shouts, “Boys!”

They come running back to us.

“Let’s empty out the car of what we bought yesterday.”

As they troop outside, I pull out my phone and message Elaine.

I get a message straight back saying come anytime, she and Temp are out all day, but the gate is open, and when finished, the boot room is open so we can wash our hands.

I send a message of thanks and then go and help carry some bags in.

It doesn’t take longto bring the bags in and put them in the relevant rooms. Then Sly takes Xander off to the fair as Enoch and I walk to Elaine’s.

As we walk down the road, just chatting about the house and decorations, we run into Titus and Kean, walking away from the bookshop.

“Hi Titus, Kean,” I say, smiling at them.

“Hey Ebby, Enoch. Where are you two off to?” Kean asks.

“Elaine’s, so I can see about healing some of the sick animals,” Enoch tells them.

“Nice,” Titus says.

“You’re all invited to dinner again tonight, and afterwards, Ernest has decided we’re having a pumpkin carving competition,” Kean tells us.

“That will be fun.” I love carving pumpkins. We all have fun each year, making a mess, but having fun.

“Apparently, we witches aren’t allowed to use magic,” Titus grumps out. There is sadness in his eyes. That isn’t to do with not being able to use magic, and although Kean is laughing, I see sadness in his eyes as well.

Kean laughs and pats his arm. “There, there, honey.”

Enoch and I both laugh at him.

“It will be fun anyway,” Enoch says, grinning his cheeky grin.

Titus finally laughs. “It will be.”

“Forgive me for asking, but are you both okay?” I ask them gently.

Kean sighs. “Yeah, we’re just dealing with some stuff.”

“If Sly or I can help, just shout,” I offer.

“Thanks, but it’s one of those things that’s out of our hands,” Titus replies.

“Okay, but if you ever need our help, the offer is there. Now we must away, we’ll see you tonight,” and after a round of byes, we carry on walking.

“Pumpkin carving will be fun,” I say to Enoch.