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Adette Price Undercover Witch Chapter 29: Tarn the Shopkeeper?



Bodies pushed and jostled against each other. Adette allowed herself to be lead through the crowd. Lana talked on and on about several things: the people in town, who would give the best price, and who to stay away from entirely. Adette tried to take it all in as best she could, but the whole idea of being lead around the village square by a girl who wanted nothing more than to be friends was making her feel a bit strange.

In school, she’d had friends, but they’d long since graduated and moved on to better things. More than once, Lana would look her way only to realize that Adette was only half paying attention. Something about the day was putting her into a strange sort of state that she couldn’t quite shake.

“Addy!” Lana stopped them both short. Her arm slithered free of Adette’s. Both hands were placed firmly on her hips, and the look she had on her face said that Adette had definitely done something wrong.

“I’m sorry Lana. This is all just so much to take in.” Lana’s angry face softened slightly.

“I keep forgetting how new you are. Alright, maybe we should take a break.”

“Miss Adette,” a gruff voice interjected. Lana turned and the surprise on her face was plain.

“Mr. Zinner, what a nice surprise.” Adette said with a smile. She reached out and shook the older man’s hand. He in turn did the same.

“I’ve something I owe you, miss.” One gnarled hand took hold of one of Adette’s smaller ones. He turned it over so that her hand was palm up and placed one silver coin into the center.

“I thought you might like it.”

“I’ve not felt so good in ages.” Ms. Zinner flexed his hands and watched them with wonder.

“I’d be more than happy to make another batch,” Adette said. “For a small fee of course.”

“Of course.”

“I’ll bring it round tomorrow. I’ll need to make a fresh batch. Would you like this one to be bigger than last time?”

“I would like that very much.” Mr. Zinner smiled the first genuine smile Adette had seen.

“Then I will certainly see you tomorrow.” Mr. Zinner tipped his black bowler hat and disappeared back into the crowd.

“What on earth did you do to Mr. Zinner?” Lana’s mouth and eyes were wide with shock. Adette shrugged and took Lana’s arm once again.

“I made him some tea is all. I think it might have helped his joints a bit.” Lana shook her head. She nearly tripped over the skirt of another woman before she’d stop staring at Adette.

“That must have been some tea. Mr. Zinner is the town grouch. I’ve never seen him so much as talk to anyone and especially never someone from out of town.”

“Sometimes I really wonder how much of a friend you are Lana. You keep accusing me of being some strange deviant all on account of my out of town status.” Lana slapped Adette lightly on the shoulder.

“You know I don’t mean it like that. I just mean that he’s notoriously mean to everyone. He especially doesn’t seem to like women, but you he’ll talk to. He even seemed to like you a little.” Adette shrugged. She wasn’t about to give up anything else. She had a secret to keep after all.

“What stalls should I be buying from?” Lana stared for a moment longer before taking the bait. Adette nearly sighed with relief but managed to hold the urge off.

“Well, what do you want to buy first?” Lana continued to walk. She was slowly sweeping from side to side. She nodded occasionally at the shop keepers she knew.

“I’d like to buy some herb and vegetable seeds. I need a few more things for my greenhouse. I’d also like some fresh vegetables for cooking, but the herbs should probably come first.” Lana nodded and began to steer them toward a stall whose owner she knew.

“This is the man to see about herbs and seeds. He’s even known to get some unusual ones in from time to time.” Adette nodded and stepped toward the stall. There was a good assortment of things, but nothing that she wasn’t familiar with. In the end, Adette felt a bit disappointed. She’d be able to get all of the things she needed, but there wouldn’t be much hope for the rarer essentials. She supposed she’d make do with what she’d found so far.

“I’ll take these and these,” she said as she set the items she’d chosen onto the counter.

“That will be one silver miss.” Adette’s head shot up. She knew that voice. The face that stared back was smirking knowingly. Adette extended her hand across the makeshift counter and dropped the one silver piece into the waiting hand of Tarn.


Adette Price Undercover Witch Chapter 2: Mission Acquired

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Chapter two of my new fiction series is up and ready to go. Please go check it out. Adette gets her mission and a new friend. The friend and the mission are both not quite what she expected.

Just the paper alone reeked of magic. Adette ignored the urge to wipe her fingers on her skirt. Instead, she unfolded the flaps of the otherwise perfectly smooth paper. Before she even saw what was inside, she knew who it was from.

Dear Trainee Witch or Wizard,

“Personal,” she said to no one in particular. “Maybe if I’m lucky, they’ll use my name someday.”

It is our pleasure to finally deliver your graduation task. We hope that your time in your new location has allowed you to settle in and adjust to the people and surroundings.

After a great deal of consideration, you were sent to this specific location. Your task is unique to the environment. No one task is the same. Hopefully you will find that its completion is fulfilling and rewarding. Good luck!


                                                The Elder Council of United Witches and Wizards

Adette was so baffled by the complete lack of real information that she nearly missed the tiny post script written in a separate script at the bottom.

P.S. Adette, as yours is a special case, I’ve been allowed to give you an extra piece of information. Your town is in a difficult situation. For reasons we will not yet reveal, you are particularly suited to the task of ridding the town of its problems. Naturally, you must use your powers to do this. However, under no circumstances can you be seen using them by anyone who does not possess magical powers themselves. If you are seen, the consequences will be extremely severe. For your own sake, do not be seen.


                                                                        Senior Elder Vidar

“What the hell does that mean?” she asked the trees around her. They didn’t answer her. The one just behind her considered it, but they hadn’t been properly introduced. Absently, she folded the paper back into quarters.

She thrust the note into her dress pocket, whirled around, and stormed back the way she’d come. The tall grass rustled and lashed at her skirt as she made her way through the field and back to the road. Her bag, now a soggy brown mess, sat waiting on the curb where she’d left it. Adette grumbled as she scooped the bag into her arms. She took special care to cradle the bottom.

Normally she’d enjoy the beautiful, old, arching trees, the bright sunlight, and the river that ran toward her cabin as she made her way home. Not today. The scenery passed by unnoticed. It was obscured by the unclear thoughts tumbling through her head.

Adette continued to work through small parts of the letter aloud as she stepped through the front door of her small cobblestone cottage. The bottom of the bag gave out just as she lowered it upon her small wooden counter. Eggs rattled ominously in the cartoon but none broke. Parts of the bread had gone slightly soggy. It had to be set somewhere to dry out a little. The bottle of milk crashed down onto the shelf in the refrigerator. Adette slammed the metal door shut and stared at the pile of produce still mocking her on the counter.

“I’m not dealing with you now.” She addressed the pile, narrowed her eyes, and dared the vegetables to talk back to her. Of course, they didn’t. They had been picked and were therefore already dead.

Adette fished a pitcher of lemonade out of the fridge and a glass from the cupboard. The liquid sloshed around the bottom of the glass as she poured. With both pitcher and cup in hand, she stomped out onto the porch. She settled into the chair and sighed. Beyond the porch, the grass rustled. Then it rustled again. Something was coming.

“Now what?” Adette’s glass clanked down onto the stone table top. Her heels clacked across the wood. Beyond the shrubs she saw a flash of brown and white. Whatever it was clacked its way up the stairs and a long furry nose poked its way around the post. A white stripe started at the tip of the nose and ran all the way up to the top of the dog’s head. Adette stopped as the rest of the dog followed the short snout.

Its face seemed to be about fifty percent ears, and even though there was no real color difference, it clearly had eyebrows. Tiny toe nails clacked on the wood of the porch. A few feet shy of Adette’s skirt, it stopped and lowered its bushy behind onto the wood. Ithad nothing more than a puffy stump for a tail. The dog cocked its head to the side and considered her quietly.

Adette started to speak then stopped. Her breath whooshed out in an exasperated huff.

“Well, what do you have to say for yourself?”

The dog didn’t seem all that bothered by her tone. He stared at her, twitching first one eyebrow then the other. Adette’s mouth thinned in annoyance with each passing second.

Slowly, the dog’s butt slid backwards and his front paws slid forward until he was lying with his front paws folded politely in front of him. One brown, doggy eyebrow stayed raised.

“Well, they said you were impatient and a bit slow on the uptake, but you seem nice enough and your yard is big. I think I’m going to like living here.”

“Living here?” Adette choked out, “Why do you think you’re going to live here?”

“I’m your familiar, Karl,” he said as he began bathing a front paw. “Didn’t they tell you?”


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