Conjure Wife
“Norman drove carefully, taking his time at intersections. Tansy’s gaiety still did no more than hold in check the other half of his thoughts.
She was smiling mysteriously. She had changed to a white sports dress. She looked like one of his students.
“I might be a witch,” she said, “taking you to a hilltop rendezvous. Our own private Sabbat.”
Norman started. Then he quickly reminded himself that when she said things like that, she was making a courageous mockery of her previous behav...ior. He must on no account let her see the other half of his thoughts.
It would never do to let her realize how badly worried he was about himself.
The lights of the town dropped behind. Half a mile out, he turned off sharply onto the road that wound up the Hill. It was bumpier than he remembered from the last time — was it as much as ten years ago? And the trees were thicker, their twigs brushing the windshield.MoreLess
She was smiling mysteriously. She had changed to a white sports dress. She looked like one of his students.
“I might be a witch,” she said, “taking you to a hilltop rendezvous. Our own private Sabbat.”
Norman started. Then he quickly reminded himself that when she said things like that, she was making a courageous mockery of her previous behav...ior. He must on no account let her see the other half of his thoughts.
It would never do to let her realize how badly worried he was about himself.
The lights of the town dropped behind. Half a mile out, he turned off sharply onto the road that wound up the Hill. It was bumpier than he remembered from the last time — was it as much as ten years ago? And the trees were thicker, their twigs brushing the windshield.MoreLess
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