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    “Bronwyn, you know I don’t believe in gossip. I simply relay the facts as I see them.” She pretended to be offended. Then she raised an eyebrow. “I think Margie and Billy are getting married,” she whispered. Sweet’s a small town with very big ears.
    I gasped and accidentally spit tea through my nose. That’s why they call me the graceful witch. Sam handed me a napkin and pretended like it wasn’t odd I’d just snorted tea through my nostrils.
    Kira laughed. “I know, right?”
    “Did Margie tell you?” I dabbed my nose.
    “Um.” She looked uncomfortable.
    “ They told her,” Caleb interjected.
    Kira, along with being a lawyer/librarian, is also psychic, something she discovered a few months ago when dead people began talking to her. She’s still not happy about the idea but accepts it more each day.
    To his credit, Caleb doesn’t seem to mind at all. He thinks it’s far better to be a psychic than a witch. At least it’s safer.
    “Are they a reliable source?” I buttered one of the soft rolls Ms. Helen had left on the table.
    Kira nodded. “Oh, yes. It’s Mrs. Henry who used to own the five-and-dime. She knows everything about everyone. None of her family is alive for her to look after, so she’s pretty much in everyone’s business. Anyway, she saw Billy stuff a ring in his sock drawer.”
    “I wonder what Margie will say?” Margie’s another friend of ours. She works at the nursing home where Sam’s on call a few days a week. She and Billy have been dating for a couple of months, but it seemed kind of soon for an engagement.
    I didn’t say that out loud, though. Kira and Caleb’s relationship had been moving at a pretty fast pace, too. Who was I to judge? Sam and I had been through so many bumps and potholes on the road of love, some days I couldn’t believe we were still together.
    Ms. Johnnie wasn’t lying about the feast, and of course I felt like I had to eat everything because I didn’t want to disappoint her. By the time we made it out to Sam’s SUV, I could barely breathe.
    Lulu’s is on the town square, which is populated by Gothic-styled buildings. And it’s one more reason I like this place so much. It looks like a small European town, but it’s set in the middle of the West Texas plains.
    “Hey, Bron. Can I talk to you for a minute?” Caleb followed me out. Kira was still in the ladies’ room, and Sam was having boxes of leftovers wrapped for us.
    “Sure. What’s up?”
    “Have you talked to your friend Garnout lately?”
    The question kind of threw me off guard. Caleb knew Garnout, but they didn’t run in the same circles. “Yes, this morning. Why?”
    “There’s some heavy-duty corporate action taking place; looks like maybe some insider trading, you know, that sort of thing. There have also been rumors of magic being involved.”
    While we don’t keep our magic a secret from the regular folks, we don’t like any kind of press. I wondered if this might be the problem Garnout faced. Perhaps the warring covens had taken things too far.
    “He didn’t say anything about it to me.” I shrugged. That was the truth.
    “Well, I wondered if maybe you thought it’d be okay if I talked to him. I’m covering the story for the magazine, and flying up tomorrow.”
    “I don’t know. He doesn’t like talking to the press any more than I do.”
    “Oh, it’s nothing like that. I’ve been doing some research and I think I have a couple of different leads. I don’t want a quote from him, I just want to run a few things past him.” The investigative part of Caleb’s brain seldom slept. If there were a story there, I wouldn’t keep him from it.
    “I don’t see the harm in asking him, but don’t expect much.” I wrote down the address of the shop and Garnout’s phone number. I looked up at him. “Be careful, Caleb. Whenever there’s money and magic involved, things can go bad fast.”
    I watched as Sam and Kira walked out. She would never