Owen
"Okay, try this one." Lorraine said, dishing out three more pieces of pie for us to try.
"Ya know, I could get used to this." Zack smiled, taking a bite of Lorraine's spell-created pie.
"Tastes like apple pie," Noah mused.
"It's supposed to be blueberry." Lorraine sighed, going back to her spell book.
"Well, it's still good." I shrugged, taking another bite.
"Not that I mind tasting all of these, but what does making pies have to do with witchcraft?" Zack asked.
Lorraine didn't bother to look up from her book as she answered.
"How else are we supposed to lure plump children into our cottages so we can eat them?" She deadpanned.
All of our faces fell, each of us pausing in our eating.
"Oh my goddess, I'm kidding!" Lorraine burst out laughing. "We do……
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