The Witch Patch pg 41,
It’s Friday November something, 4:56 pm
We all rode home like wild fire, unsaddled stabled, and fed our horses for the night. I lit a few joins on the walk back to the house and passed them around. We could all use a little buzz right about now I thought.
While walking back to the mansion Rocky notices a pair of Delilah’s sandals sparkling in the grass near her rose and flower garden. We all stopped to smell the roses, her sherbet two tone pink & yellow roses she loved. Holy moly but they do smell absolutely incredible, kind of like orange blossoms, which btw smell nothing like oranges jsyk. I picked up Delilah’s sandals and put them in my backpack/ purse
We were tempted to pick a bunch of her roses and bring them back to the house, but didn’t. Delilah wouldn’t approve. She would always say things like, “If you wanna smell the roses smell them on the bush.” Or “life is like a bed of roses just watch out for the pricks!” Or even “flowers belong on the vine not in a vase. I caught myself chuckling a little under my breath but It didn’t last the despair it’s just too great.
Upon entering the house our grandparents told everyone they are staying at BroomHilda’s until further notice. Now that that’s settled we are going back to the lake said Pippa, then jetted,
all except grandfather Erik, who has other plans and stayed behind with us.
Everyone else kinda scattered around the house in small groups, in-a-bit of a daze, the shock has us all in a funky place mentally.
To Be Continued…