![]() ![]() ![]() When she knew her time was approaching, I received a letter in the mail asking what, if anything, I wanted from the estate, not that I did. Lillian loved me and wanted to do something nice for me at her passing. Why would she leave me her house? Really! Her eyes rolled at her mother’s statement.Īnd stop rolling your eyes, her mother replied. It is not wise to speak ill of the deceased. You could be grateful and show a bit of respect for the dead. ![]() Who the hell was Aunt Lillian anyway? she asked her mother while cradling the phone against her shoulder. KENNEDY SLAMMED HER suitcase shut in disgust. Nothing will ever be the same, not if Kennedy Nash had anything to say about it! Chapter One The Bequeath ![]() That was until a young, dark haired beauty arrived and turned their world, and their lives, upside down when she unleashes her own brand of magic on the town’s inhabitants. To the residents of the quaint little town, Coventry Place was something else a refuge for the elite of the elite of witches, their familiars, and their husbands. To tourists and outsiders, the residents of Coventry Place seemed normal.just another sleepy Pennsylvania town full of old houses, antiques, and old money. This book is dedicated to every woman who has ever believed a little bit of magic is needed to survive and who has ever embraced their inner witch. For Amy Wenzel Davison who understands my humor and said absolutely when told about the concept, and for my beloved who continues to support me through each and every book. ![]()
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