Chapter 4An hour later, they were set up on the back area of the wraparound porch. Her ritual space was going to be small, and she insisted, nothing too freaky.
“I just like to greet the moon, to mark time’s passage. Just a small thing like that.”
“It all sounds good,” Rachel said, over and over. She was generally curious, but she also knew Cara needed some help. She wanted to do these things, and share them with Rachel, but she could only imagine how her job got in the way of her truly expressing herself. A witch teaching young kids was almost as bad as a lesbian teaching young kids, at least in the eyes of the PTA.
Yet, each time that Cara set up a dish, a rock, or a bowl, Rachel could not imagine how anyone could see anything evil in her or her actions. She was stunning. A goddess, i
