Ch 6
As the cab pulled up to Mike's house he paid the driver and got out with Vicki following him.
'Get back in the cab. I'm not a kid that needs looking after.' He said fumbling with his keys to open the door.
'Fine.' Vicki walked back over to the cab and got in slamming the door. Cellucci watched the cab drive away and shook his head. He needed to let Vicki go if he ever really wanted to move on. After walking into the house he tossed his wallet and keys on the table and walked into the living room. He looked down at his side and it felt a heck of a lot better then it did a few minutes before.
Back at the hotel Kerrie was getting her things together to go to bed. A smile crossed her face as the realization set in; she really saved someone's life with her magick. Kerrie texted Kayte to see where she was. Then she wrote in her journal as she waited for her sister's reply. Kayte wrote back saying they would be back in an hour or two. Kerrie set her alarm on her phone and climbed into bed. At 8 the next morning Kerrie woke up and started to get ready. At 10:30 she left for the store. Coreen met her at 11 and they looked through the books and supplies.
'I don't know what I'm gonna do this summer.' Kerrie said looking at the shelf of cauldrons.
'You should come up here.'
'That might be fun.' Coreen pulled her over to the counter. 'Hi Tasha, do you need any teachers for classes?'
'I will in the late spring early summer.'
'What kind of classes do you need a teacher for?' Kerrie talked to the owner of the store as Coreen picked up some supplies. It was set up that Kerrie would begin teaching at the beginng of June until mid August. She would be teaching a spell casting class Tuesday and Thursday night as well as Palm Reading for beginners on Monday and Wednesday mornings. She might also add another class or two depending on the sign ups.
After getting a light lunch the girls went to Coreen's apartment as they discussed plans for the summer. Coreen's room mate was going home for the summer so Kerrie could stay in her room.
