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steady on two legs as he wiped his hands on a napkin. “How long are you here for?”
    “Not sure. I don’t know if Rose is going to let me stay.”
    “She’ll let you stay.” He locked his hands behind his head and lifted his shoulders. “But if you want, I can have a talk with her. She loves me.”
    My phone vibrated in my pocket. “I might have to take you up on that.”
    I brought it out and frowned down at the screen.
    Mom: Fine. Just ignore me then. Leave me…
    And blah, blah, blah, I’m a horrible daughter.
    I pushed the Ignore button and set my cell on the table.
    “Here, give me your number,” Drake said, taking out his phone. “In case you end up staying in town for a while, I can show you around.”
    His blue eyes beamed through me and a little part of me melted. This trip was so not about cute boys, but…“Sure.” I took his phone and handed him mine. “Give me yours too. You know, in case I need you to talk to Rose for me.”
    I still punched in my number when the door swung open and Rose stuck her head in. She smiled at Drake. “I was thinking, why don’t you give Sarah a ride around town?”
    “I’m one step ahead of you, Rose,” Drake said, motioning to his cell phone as I handed it back to him.
    “Ugh,” she sighed, “you kids and your cellular phones.” Her voice traveled back to us as she walked away. “Can’t you just take her now or are you too busy?”
    Through the swings of the door, I saw Rose’s shaking head.
    Drake laughed. “I thought I had to finish the lawn. Do you want to go now?”
    I looked between him and the still-swinging door. I kind of did, but kind of didn’t. “Hold on one sec.” I followed after Rose into the other room and found her bent over, watering a big fern plant in the foyer. “Aunt…um, Rose? I thought maybe we could spend some time together. You know…to get to know each other?”
    She set down the watering can and straightened up. “Oh, Honey. I want that too. But I’m really busy over the next week. I didn’t know you were coming and I have a bunch of commitments I need to stick to.” She gazed at me for a little while and then gave a lopsided smile. “Just go out. Have fun. Drake is a really sweet boy and you two seem to be hitting it off.”
    I swallowed the disappointment with my own crooked smile. “He does seem sweet.”
    “Oh he is. Cute, too.” She stopped to wink and then continued on, “After this week we can work on us. I’ll tell you everything you want to know. I promise. And if it makes you feel any better, I’ll look for some photo albums before I head into town and leave them out for you if I find any.”
    She cupped my head and gave an encouraging smile. I couldn’t help but smile back.
    The dining room door squeaked open and Drake appeared.
    Aunt Rose clapped her hands together. “Great. I think Sarah’s ready.”
    It seemed as if my new aunt was some sort of a matchmaker. I glanced at Drake who waited with his hands in his pockets, his cheeks flush.
    She could’ve done worse. A lot worse.
    “Don’t forget to give Sarah a town history lesson. Settler’s Days starts tonight and she’ll want to know about the witches.”
     
     
    ***
    I walked through the grassy park in the middle of the unfamiliar town wondering what the hell I’d gotten myself into.
    The drive around Adams earlier had not even come close to preparing me for this. Everywhere my eyes traveled, regular, seemingly normal people, dressed in costume. What if someone needed medical attention right now? Could a patient really let their doctor, dressed as a scantily clad witch with a red bra, matching G-string and thigh high boots, attend to their broken leg? Or even worse——deliver a baby? Eww.
    Drake warned me earlier on the tour through town that this would be weird, but this was bad. This was like Mardi Gras night at one of the clubs back home, but worse. Much worse. These people were into it. And it was everybody. The whole freaking town
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