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Can we meet again soon? Maybe tomorrow night? Do you know where I live? Of course you do; how stupid of me,” Jilly said with a small laugh.
    “Yes, I do know where you live. I have been there many times, although I must say, I am interested to see what sort of modern touches the subsequent generations of your family have put on the house. What time should I arrive?”
    “Um, maybe six-ish? I have a client coming over around four, so I should be done by then. Does that work for you?” Jilly asked as she pulled herself off the bench.
    “Yes, I shall see you tomorrow evening. Oh, and Jilly, you really shouldn’t be in the habit of meeting strange people at night. I could have been a strangler for all you knew,” he said with a hint of reproach in his voice.
    “Oh, I wouldn’t worry too much about me, William; it’s the strangler who should be worried,” Jilly said with a viscous gleam in her eyes while she vigorously rubbed her palms together until they glowed brightly in the moonlight. “Care to shake my hand, Mr. Strangler?” she asked with a laugh as she stuck her hand out to him.
    “Ok, I’m game, let’s see what you’ve got up your sleeve,” he said as he grabbed her hand. Almost instantly he was on the ground, writhing in pain. “Well, I will say that tonight I’m glad that I cannot die; that sure packs a punch. I think I could feel my heart stop for a second,” he said, a little winded, as he propped himself up into a sitting position and rubbed his hand.
    “Yeah, I figured I’d give you a real show tonight,” she said as she walked away.
    He watched her go, still sitting on the ground, and said, “Until tomorrow then,” almost under his breath.
    Jilly’s mind was racing as she drove home; she was trying to process all that he had told her. In reality, it wasn’t a lot, but what he did tell her was enough to wig her out a bit. As she pulled into the driveway, she noticed a blue Jetta parked in front of the steps; she parked beside it and got out. “I guess Caroline’s home,” she said as she climbed the steps toward the house.
    As she walked inside, she could hear her sister’s voice from the kitchen. It sounded like she was arguing over the phone. “I just need some time to think, Jack; I was very clear in the note I left at the house,” she snapped. There was a pause; obviously Jack had something to say about that. “I don’t know, I just need to think. I’m staying with Jilly. I’ll call you when I want to talk.” There was a slam as she threw the phone on the table and huffed out of the room.
    Jilly was still standing in the doorway when Caroline came out of the kitchen. “How much did you hear?” she asked as she threw herself on the couch, a wry expression on her face.
    “Enough to gather that you left Jack,” Jilly said carefully as she sat down across from her and set her stuff on the floor.
    “Yeah, I left him,” she said as she cupped her chin in her hands. “He’s been seeing someone for the past year; I found emails from her on his computer. I couldn’t breathe in the house with him. I just needed some space. I hope it’s ok that I’m here,” she said, feeling slightly awkward.
    “I’m so sorry, Car. That’s crummy. Do you want me to put a hex on him?” Jilly asked, trying to lighten the mood.
    Caroline smiled and said, “I just might let you, Jill. Ask me again tomorrow.”
    “You’re welcome to stay as long as you need to, you know that. I have a client coming over tomorrow. I’m going to do a summoning spell for her, and Emily will be helping. You can stay, but I think you’d prefer to be gone while we work, am I right?” Jilly asked with a raised eyebrow.
    “Oh, well, I guess I could find something to do with myself,” Caroline said with a flushed look on her face.
    “Why don’t you go to the shop and have one of the girls do your hair? I can call and set it up in the morning if you like. You can do whatever you want; cut, color, whatever you