11
We trooped out of the woods and into the weak light from the mid morning sun, or what could be seen through the heavy clouds that hung overhead. The day promised to be as dreary as the one before it, but without all the rain. We ventured down the road to the main street, and not a single person who passed us gave us a second look.
I turned to my grandfather and was slightly startled by his appearance before I scolded myself for forgetting so quickly. “So what are we going to snoop for in this place?”
Sage stroked his wrinkled chin. “That is a good question. Our host appears to be holding a secret, and the witches, too, hold theirs. I wouldn’t wonder if there are more mysteries to be unraveled before we are done here.”
Caius nodded at the inn. “The pub would be the best place
