'Family?' Nanny Ogg asked.
'My Niece.' Granny Weatherwax responded.
'Niece?' Agnes wondered aloud.
'You know my sister's daughter?'
'I know what niece means!'
'Then don't ask!' Agnes sunk into silence, Perdita was being noisy.
'Allie Weatherwax.' The young witch said offering a hand to the others. Nanny Ogg took it.
'Allie?'
'Alison.' Granny snapped, 'Come on my girl we'd better get you dry.'
Death groaned, a very odd thing for a skeleton to do. Four witches? TWO WEATHERWAX's. Things just weren't looking good.
'So how come you never visited before?' Nanny Ogg asked. Allie smiled and simply said.
'Mother.'
'Stands to reason.' Granny said. Agnes was in shock; Granny didn't go in for family.
'so you're the new coven member?' She asked
'Probably. For a while. I move around a lot.'
'Why?' Agnes and Perdita asked.
'that's enough. My niece and I are going home.' Granny snapped.
'You think I can't see?'
'I knew you could.'
'You can't cheat death my girl.'
'I've managed well so far.'
'By stealing?'
'Borrowing.'
Lilith Weatherwax wasn't your usual woman. She'd fallen pregnant with her daughter and ignored the fact.
Allie's father is completely unaware of his daughter's existence. Being dead was one of the reasons for this. In fact he hadn't really ever been alive.
One night with Miss Weatherwax had been about the only memorable occurrence in his short life.*
'Agnes?'
'Yes Granny?'
'I need you to teach Allie.'
'Me?'
'Yes you.'
'Why?'
'Just do it. Teach her to live.' Agnes blanched. To live? Wasn't she doing that anyway?
* Demi Gods have it ruff sometimes.** ** Especially when you're the demi god of Pig Farming
'My Niece.' Granny Weatherwax responded.
'Niece?' Agnes wondered aloud.
'You know my sister's daughter?'
'I know what niece means!'
'Then don't ask!' Agnes sunk into silence, Perdita was being noisy.
'Allie Weatherwax.' The young witch said offering a hand to the others. Nanny Ogg took it.
'Allie?'
'Alison.' Granny snapped, 'Come on my girl we'd better get you dry.'
Death groaned, a very odd thing for a skeleton to do. Four witches? TWO WEATHERWAX's. Things just weren't looking good.
'So how come you never visited before?' Nanny Ogg asked. Allie smiled and simply said.
'Mother.'
'Stands to reason.' Granny said. Agnes was in shock; Granny didn't go in for family.
'so you're the new coven member?' She asked
'Probably. For a while. I move around a lot.'
'Why?' Agnes and Perdita asked.
'that's enough. My niece and I are going home.' Granny snapped.
'You think I can't see?'
'I knew you could.'
'You can't cheat death my girl.'
'I've managed well so far.'
'By stealing?'
'Borrowing.'
Lilith Weatherwax wasn't your usual woman. She'd fallen pregnant with her daughter and ignored the fact.
Allie's father is completely unaware of his daughter's existence. Being dead was one of the reasons for this. In fact he hadn't really ever been alive.
One night with Miss Weatherwax had been about the only memorable occurrence in his short life.*
'Agnes?'
'Yes Granny?'
'I need you to teach Allie.'
'Me?'
'Yes you.'
'Why?'
'Just do it. Teach her to live.' Agnes blanched. To live? Wasn't she doing that anyway?
* Demi Gods have it ruff sometimes.** ** Especially when you're the demi god of Pig Farming