“I’m fine,” Ava reassured her. “I have a potion I can take.”
Savannah stood up and gave Ava a hug. “We’ll talk tomorrow, okay? Are you opening the shop?”
Ava sighed. “I don’t know. I don’t want to, but at the same time, if Rhiannon is watching, I don’t want her to think she has us running scared. Plus, I don’t know how long this is going to go on and I can’t afford to close it for a prolonged period of time.”
I got up, followed Ava to the door, and walked her out to her car. After she climbed inside behind the driver’s seat, I bent down to speak to her. “Please call me tomorrow after you speak to the witch.”
Ava nodded. “I will.”
“And call one of us when you get home.”
She opened her mouth to argue but I shook my head. “Just because Rhiannon focused on Savannah doesn’t mean that she won’t come after you too.”
Ava sighed. “You’re right. I’ll call you when I get home.” She reached into her purse and pulled out a small vial. After she opened it, she tipped it back and drained it in one swallow. Making a face, she said, “Yuck. It works so well but I can never seem to make it taste better no matter what I do.”
I laughed and straightened, closing the car door. Ava started the vehicle and backed out of the driveway. I waited until she was out of sight before I walked up the steps to the porch. Savannah stood outside with her arms crossed over her chest, a strange expression on her face.
“You should probably go pack some clothes since you might be staying with me for a while.”
