Chapter 68. Home

I make my way upstairs and head for Sierra’s wing, hearing the voices ahead of me before I get there and let myself into the open breakfast room where they are. Sierra, Leyanne, and Meadow sit around the table while Sierra talks animatedly, excited and relieved over our return. She’s clasping Leyanne’s hands and gushing like some weird fan girl. The adoration and respect oozing from every pore at seeing this witch.

“I can’t believe you came, that you’re here. We can’t thank you enough. You have no idea how much this means to have a witch like you grace us with your presence and help.” Sierra is laying it on thick but not in a dishonest way, and I have no clue why she seems to idolize her so much. The witch has a lukewarm personality that is grating most of the time.

Leyanne looks moderately amused and confidently slides her hands out of her overbearing grip, making it clear she isn’t one for touchy-feely the way Sierra is. It’s not done to humiliate, and my mother-in-law