Chapter 47. Looking for a Witch

We left at dawn, and it’s around dinner now, but the sun sets early at this time of the year. We don’t have much daylight before it sets completely, and I’m understandably on edge as we push onward.

“Here!” Meadow hands the cell to Carmen, with a satnav app bleeping away as she nestles it on the dash where she can glance at it. She is propped against the dials and fuel light symbols, so she has a clue where to go without searching for road signs.

“Any idea what we’re meant to do or say to find her? I mean, we can’t just walk up to humans and ask where the witch is.” Carmen raises a brow, looking skeptical about how this is meant to work, and I shrug tiredly. Also unsure, but we have to trust the fates aren’t leading us to a merry dance.

“We have her name. Maybe we ask if anyone knows her. I guess someone might have met her or knows her whereabouts, and we can say we’re visiting from out of town and want to surprise her.” I try for helpful suggestions and flinch whe