Esther’s house was just a normal bungalow, like Emma’s. Melvina thought, as she stepped out from the car with the others.

It was even of the same color; white.

“Lead the way.” She told the witch girl, who just glanced at her for a few seconds before turning away and walking up the steps that led to the front porch.

She watched keenly as the girl took out a key from her trousers’ back pockets, and slide it into the keyhole.

She was already taking steps ...