Morgan's POV:-
"Bye," I rung off. I grabbed my coat and car keys and shouted, "I'm going out. I'll be back for tea." I slammed the door and then slipped into the driver's seat of Das Boot.
On my way to Red Kill I passed Bree and Robbie in Robbie's red Beetle and I waved to them cheerfully.
Half an hour later, I drew up outside Practical Magick and parked my car. "Morgan," I embraced Alyce and she pulled back to look me over with questioning eyes. "Not such a happy birthday." It was a statement, not a question. I shook my head and gulped back tears. "Tea?" Trust a witch to offer you tea when you were upset. She led me into the storeroom and as we entered, Finn stood up and left. I gazed after him, feeling thankful that he had left without being asked. I had always been uneasy around him.
"Have you spoken to Hunter?" Alyce asked gently. I nodded. "You know he loves you. He doesn't want to see you feeling guilty." I blinked at the floor. "You're so lucky. You have each other and you've stayed with each other through everything you've had to face."
"I know." I gathered the strength to speak. "It's just... I nearly killed him," I spluttered. "He could have died and it would all have been my fault. Oh, thank you." I said, accepting the cup of tea she offered me. I took a sip. "I don't know what to say to him." Alyce looked at me sympathetically.
"I can't decide that for you, dear." She said finally. "That's your own choice to make." We drank our tea in silence for a few more minutes.
"Come," She led me through to the store with a gentle hand. I followed, puzzled, as she led me to the counter. "Here." I opened the present carefully, trying not to rip the beautiful paper. I gasped as I unwrapped a beautiful silk bound book. There was no title so I opened it and read the inscription. "Alyce Fernbrake. Book of Shadows." I read aloud. "Alyce... This is... perfect. Thank you." I hugged her tightly and returned to the small parcel tucked inside the card.
It was a silver bracelet inlaid with amethyst, tourmaline, morganite and bloodstone. They were joined by a Celtic pattern of complicated knots and twists. I stood speechless, before whispering, "It's beautiful. Thank you." I slipped it around my wrist and fastened the clasp. It seemed to glow with love, and I could tell it had been made with care and spelled with happiness by Alyce.
As we parted, I hugged her again and she traced Wynn on my palm. I strode into the street, with my head held high and shrugged off the cold as happiness flowed over me.
"Bye," I rung off. I grabbed my coat and car keys and shouted, "I'm going out. I'll be back for tea." I slammed the door and then slipped into the driver's seat of Das Boot.
On my way to Red Kill I passed Bree and Robbie in Robbie's red Beetle and I waved to them cheerfully.
Half an hour later, I drew up outside Practical Magick and parked my car. "Morgan," I embraced Alyce and she pulled back to look me over with questioning eyes. "Not such a happy birthday." It was a statement, not a question. I shook my head and gulped back tears. "Tea?" Trust a witch to offer you tea when you were upset. She led me into the storeroom and as we entered, Finn stood up and left. I gazed after him, feeling thankful that he had left without being asked. I had always been uneasy around him.
"Have you spoken to Hunter?" Alyce asked gently. I nodded. "You know he loves you. He doesn't want to see you feeling guilty." I blinked at the floor. "You're so lucky. You have each other and you've stayed with each other through everything you've had to face."
"I know." I gathered the strength to speak. "It's just... I nearly killed him," I spluttered. "He could have died and it would all have been my fault. Oh, thank you." I said, accepting the cup of tea she offered me. I took a sip. "I don't know what to say to him." Alyce looked at me sympathetically.
"I can't decide that for you, dear." She said finally. "That's your own choice to make." We drank our tea in silence for a few more minutes.
"Come," She led me through to the store with a gentle hand. I followed, puzzled, as she led me to the counter. "Here." I opened the present carefully, trying not to rip the beautiful paper. I gasped as I unwrapped a beautiful silk bound book. There was no title so I opened it and read the inscription. "Alyce Fernbrake. Book of Shadows." I read aloud. "Alyce... This is... perfect. Thank you." I hugged her tightly and returned to the small parcel tucked inside the card.
It was a silver bracelet inlaid with amethyst, tourmaline, morganite and bloodstone. They were joined by a Celtic pattern of complicated knots and twists. I stood speechless, before whispering, "It's beautiful. Thank you." I slipped it around my wrist and fastened the clasp. It seemed to glow with love, and I could tell it had been made with care and spelled with happiness by Alyce.
As we parted, I hugged her again and she traced Wynn on my palm. I strode into the street, with my head held high and shrugged off the cold as happiness flowed over me.