Josie sat in the rear of the charter bus watching the forest dissipate into town. She found it almost amusing that all eyes, save the driver’s, were glued to her as if they were expecting her to do something. Her gaze slowly turned as they passed by Molly’s familiar storefront. The elder witch was adjusting a sign and happened to look up at the passing vehicle. The two seemed to lock eyes for the short time she was in view. Whether Molly could actually see her, Josie wasn’t able to ...