One hundred and five cats. And counting.
One swamp witch's alligator hide book. Zero good options.
It's been a quiet October in Cauldron Falls. Right up until every familiar on earth pops up uninvited on the front lawn of FACTS & FIBS and starts cheerfully telling strangers exactly what her witch has been hiding for a lifetime. Stolen pie recipes. Three husbands. Pastries eaten over the sink at two in the morning. The Copy Reveal Device is shrieking. The Marseille sisters are weeping in French. A small fierce Irishwoman in green velvet has barricaded herself in the parlor and threatened to silence the lot of them until Beltane.
Something old has stirred under the floor of the world.
A Cajun traiteur warned about this once, a long time ago.
And somewhere in Cauldron Falls, a liar is about to find out exactly how this story ends.
The Hadwins have until the bond holds.
If it holds.
