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Adette Price Undercover Witch Chapter 30: Clearly Up to Something

So I promised myself the last time around that I would actually post this on time. Dang it I even used the fancy feature allowing me to post this ahead of time because I knew that I’d be out of town tomorrow night. I’m so proud of myself! Without any further ado, here is the next Adette chapter all shiny and new.

 

Adette’s hand shook slightly as she turned her hand over and let the silver piece fall into Tarn’s outstretched hand. He smirked but didn’t give anything away. His perfectly sculpted eyebrows rose and his thin lips mocked her with a knowing smile. How could she have been so stupid to think that he wouldn’t have his hands in the workings of Swynton?

“I wonder, Sir.” Adette swallowed the lump that had perched itself at the top of her throat. “Do you ever get any rare types of herbs or seeds?” Tarn chuckled low in his throat.

“I suppose I do every so often, but lately that sort of thing has been a bit hard to find. Of course, I can usually locate some things for a fee, but I’d need to know what you’d be looking for first.” Adette swiped her things off of the table and scowled.

“I didn’t have any one thing in mind. I just wanted to know if there was a possibility.”

“There is a possibility of a great many things if one only asks,” Tarn replied with a smirk. He rearranged his table even though nothing seemed out of place. Adette took in a deep breath and was about to say something nasty when Lana took hold of her arm and yanked her away.

“I hope you’ve finished because you’ve absolutely got to see this!” Lana had looped her arm through Adette’s and was steering her away from Tarn’s stall. One last glance showed Adette that he was watching with the same self satisfied smirk he’d worn the last time she’d seen him. What could he possibly want with this tiny town? What could he possibly gain?

Lana pulled the two of them through the crowd. Several older ladies complained shooting nasty looks in their direction, but Lana didn’t seem to notice. She deposited the two of them somewhere to the front of the crowd. Adette could feel Tarn’s bright eyes burning into the back of her head, but she chose not to look back.

“Oh, here they come.” Lana’s eyes went wide. She clapped her hands together in delight and shouted with the rest of the crowd.

From behind a brightly colored cart, three people, two young men and a young woman, tumbled into the center of the square. Adette folded her arms across her chest and prepared to be bored. Soon enough, she found herself clapping and stamping along with the rest of the crowd.

The tumblers danced and leapt across the square. Streamers flew in the breeze created by the motion of their arms and legs. They did flips and somersaults and tumbled together and one by one. As the performance grew towards its climax, they slowly came closer together. As one they swarmed, over each other until they had formed an impossible three person tower. They signaled to the person at the bottom and then the two people at the top leapt, head over feet, toward the ground. All three rolled forward on the ground then at the very end of their roll they leapt onto their feet and stood with a flourish.

The entire crowd erupted into wild cheers. Adette even found that her own lips had turned up into an appreciative smile. The three tumblers bowed to several parts of the crowd. She was clapping along when they turned to bow toward Adette’s part of the crowd. The boy on the far left looked up and smirked. Adette’s hands paused mid-clap. He shouldn’t have been looking at her, but he was. When he saw that she’d realized he was looking at her, he winked. As soon as he winked, the group turned to face another part of the crowd.

“Miss Adette?” A tiny hand reached up and tugged politely on Adette’s new green skirt.

“Yes?” Adette blinked several times in confusion. The face and hand belonged to a small blonde boy with bright, precocious eyes.

“I’ve a message for you.” Without another word, the child produced a letter from somewhere inside his shirt and pressed it into her hand. In the space of time it took to look down and see her name written on the envelope and then back up, the child was gone.

Adette Price: Undercover Witch Chapter 28: Addy?

It has obviously been an unforgivably long time since last I posted an Adette chapter. I suppose that’s what happens when you move back and lose touch with the people driving you to publish things on a regular basis. Thankfully I have amassed nearly twice as many chapters as I have posted in the time since I’ve stopped posting. As of today, I’ll be back on my bi-weekly schedule until Adette is well and done. If all goes to plan, Adette will be the first novel length thing I’ll have actually finished.

No links today. All of the rest of the chapters will simply be on my blog now. Without any further ado, Chapter 28.

 

Chapter 28: Addy?

 

People bustled across the square in familiar clumps. A few vendors called out in vain attempts to get people to come and look at their wares. Market day in Swynton was the weekly social event everyone looked forward to. People spruced up their nicest things and took to the square both to shop and to be seen.

Adette too had her own basket tucked in the crook of her arm. She had braved the market several times since moving outside of Swynton, but today she felt on display. Her recent visits seemed to have taken some of the stigma away from her presence which meant that people felt more comfortable staring.

Finally the attention got the better of her. Adette took off across the well traveled grass towards the bustling bakery. She avoided the busy front step and went straight to the back of the building. Her fingers squeezed and loosened around the basket handle. Outside the back doorway, Adette swayed nervously back and forth on her feet. Lana had said to meet her here, but now she felt a bit creepy hanging around the back door to the bakery.

The back door burst open. Smells of bread and rolls rolled out of the back door in a humid wave. On its crest came Lana. She’d put on her best dress, but had missed a few splotches of flour on her face. Adette forgot her awkwardness completely and started to laugh. Lana stopped dead in front of the doorway.

“Where is it?” she demanded while she pulled the back door shut.

“Upper right cheek, just below the middle of your bottom lip, and your hairline just above your left temple,” Adette reported dutifully. Lana dug into a pocket hidden in the side of her skirt and produced a large, clean handkerchief. She began to rub vigorously at the various flour spots until she judged they had to be gone. Her hand lowered but the handkerchief didn’t disappear. Lana leveled a very meaningful look at Adette.

“You’ve gotten it all.” Lana nodded and thrust the handkerchief back into the pocket from which it had come.

“Good. I’m ready then. Have you bought anything yet?” Lana peered at Adette’s basket.

“No. I thought it would be best to wait for you. You’re more likely to know if people are being fair or not.” Lana smiled knowingly.

“That I am. You’ll not be cheated on your produce today, Adette.” The pair smirked and started back toward the square, which had grown busier still since Adette had come.

“Thank God. I suspect I’ve already lost some money,” Adette grumbled.

“That is how all small towns work you know. They have to have a bit of your money before they get to know you. Once they get to know you, they don’t feel right being anything less than fair. Let’s call it a newcomer’s tax. It’s good reason to stop being a mystery.”

“Well, then I suppose it’s a good thing I ran into you. Otherwise, I suspect I might have been taxed for a very long time.” Lana turned to look at Adette. She stopped and then burst into laughter.

“You might be right there, Adette. Hmm…” Lana paused staring at Adette. She stared long enough in silence that Adette began to grow nervous again. She’d just made up her mind to say something when Lana broke the silence again. “You know. Your name is a bit awkward to say. I think you need a nickname.”

Adette turned to stare forward. She wasn’t sure whether to feel complimented or insulted. No one, other than teachers or her few school friends, had bothered using her name, and they’d all been far too formal to think of using a nickname.

“How about Dette?” Adette turned and lifted an eyebrow. “I’ll take that as a no. Hmm…I know! I’m calling you Addy.”

“You really don’t need to…”

“Nope. I’ve already made up my mind,” Lana said with a smirk. “You’ll be Addy to me for as long as you’re my friend.”

“Well, thanks.” Adette hoped her hesitance didn’t show. She wasn’t one for nicknames.

Adette Price Undercover Witch Chapter 26: The Ugly Umbrella

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After a summer long hiatus, the next installment is here. Nothing really seems to be going right for Adette, and I think things might just get a little bit worse.

Enjoy the new chapter here!

Adette Price Undercover Witch Chapter 25: Just when you think it’s over…

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It’s that time again. Time for a new installment of Adette and Karl. I hope you guys enjoy this new chapter. Check it out here!