witches

August 11, 2017

At the end of his first week the weather turned cool, and we made a hot dinner. I dipped bread in egg, pushing it under to make it soggy. Freya took the eggshells and smashed them in her fists.

– “So witches can’t use them,”  she said, and winked at me.

Eleanor Wasserberg
Foxlowe

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