I know you had a terrible relationship with her, but she was your mother." A male voice responds, but I can't hear what he says. "Fine. Be that way. Maybe you hate her, but you could be here for me!" Cassie flings the phone into the couch, where it lands with a whump. I hear knocking and rush to the front of the shop to investigate. Cassie trails behind me slowly, laboring to get herself under control as she wipes away her tears. Gilly waves at Cassie through the glass. Behind her, most of the female members of the coven stand in line with covered dishes and baked goods. Cassie opens the door, protesting weakly, "You guys shouldn't have." "We wanted to, sweetie. We know how much work it's going to be to sort out your grandmother's personal affairs, not to mention the house and shop." Gilly sets her basket on the shop counter and pulls Cassie in for a huge hug, rubbing her back to comfort her.
