Glancing at the wall clock I saw that the time was barely two o’clock. It felt like I was in a time warp here, waiting to close the shop and see what magical mischief I could get into that evening. At least, that’s how my life seemed now. Perhaps I was being a little melodramatic.
“Alright,” Jack replied, “What has upset you?”
“Oh, the usual,” I said with a huge sigh, “Finding out I’m a witch with a scary animal familiar, discovering that my boyfriend is a vampire, oh and that my local friends are werewolves. Or were,” I caught my breath as the tears surged forward again.
“You are mourning the loss of your friend,” Jack said, “It is only natural for a human.”
I nodded and then remembered that Jack was on the phone.
“Yes,” I replied quietly, “She was too young to die like that.”
“She did her duty as pack lieutenant,” Jack said, “She was a hero.”
“Doesn’t make it any easier,” I said.
“No,” Jack agreed, “You need time to ease the pain.”
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