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off to the Netherworld. Ha! I never did like that witch bitch."
    Emily took a brief bow. “I never liked her, either. Okay, who’s next?”
    A brown and white cat took her place beside Rebecca . “My name is Annie Smyth. I’m Rebecca’s younger sister. I speed things up and slow them down.”
    Emily knew Annie well and welcomed the talented sisters. She studied the next cat, solid ginger in color. She thought of taking a wild guess, having no idea who it was.
    "Hello cousin. Do you not know your own flesh and blood?”
    Emily recognized the tone immediately.
    “My name is Chloe Livingston,” she said, presenting herself to the clan. “I can levitate and hurl things through the air better than any archer.”
    Emily was elated Chloe was alive. This helped ease a little of the sting from losing her sister Sarah. She still had family. “I’m glad to see you, cousin. You opened the barn doors while in full stride. That was amazing. You saved our lives.”
    “Think nothing of it,” Chloe said. “Let’s move on. I’m freezing out here.”
    A pitch black cat with green eyes introduced herself to the clan. “I’m Amy Worth. I can disappear from one place, then reappear somewhere else. I just hope I can do it living inside a cat’s body. I have to say, this is all so very strange.”
    Emily nodded. “I’m sure we’re all wondering the same thing. Go on. Give it a try.”
    Amy sat in the middle of the cats. She squeezed her eyes shut and disappeared. An instant later, she reappeared behind Emily.
    Emily jerked her neck and spotted Amy behind her. “Well done. Thank you for the demonstration.”
    She looked at the next cat and studied the grey and white striped feline. “Okay, I give up. You are—”
    “It’s me. Helen Dornan.”
    Emily was relieved to see her extroverted neighbor and very good friend. “Helen, I’m so glad you’re here. I’m quite amazed at your gifting.” Emily looked at the cats. “Her abilities to reverse things and lock and unlock doors will be most helpful. I promise you that.”
    “I’m Angel Warren,” the next cat said to the group. “I cause people to not only dream, but influence their dreams and prophecy about their future. You can be sure this gifting will come in handy.”
    “I’m next,” a cat with a mixture of brown and black stripes and spots said. “Scarlett Hansen is my name. I’m new to your group. This was my first meeting.”
    Scarlett looked at Emily. “And I can also cause madness to descend, much like you did to that two-bit louse Adam Fitzgerald in the barn.”
    Emily again nodded. “Since you’re new, you might not be aware that I have a unique gift. I assimilate and possess a certain amount of the abilities of other witches I am near. I simply used your gifting that I’m able to tap into. The more witches who join my tribe makes me more powerful as a leader.”
    Emily looked at the clan. “I will begin to mimic a measure of all of yours, as well, as long as you are alive, of course.” She looked back to Scarlett. “We’ll get along just fine, I’m sure. Next.”
    “Hi. Isabella Mills here.” She gave a wave of her paw. “My specialty is sending thoughts to a human or animal without using any physical interaction.”
    “Don’t be modest,” Emily said. “You possess two abilities. An expert in illusion casting you surely are.”
    Emily walked up to the next cat, thick furred, brown and white, with gray eyes. She stood nose to nose and looked deep into the cat’s eyes. “Try as I might, I cannot perceive your identity.”
    “It’s me. Rachel Kinsbury. I can separate my soul from my body and spy on people.”
    Emily’s eyebrows lifted. “Aha—I observed you being the fastest to make the transition out of your body. Now I know why. Okay, who’s next?”
    “Jacqueline Chambers here. My family, like many of yours, left Salem for Boston only to find the same lot of drunken crumbs here. Bastards, they all are. Like Scarlett, I’m new,