Literature
I Live With A Witch (Chapter 31)
The shopping trip, while long and strenuous, was almost a mere glance by as we finally made our way to my old home…my mothers house. Unlike the hospital where dad had been, my house was only about 40 miles from the cottage, and only about 5 miles from town. It took no time to reach there after we were done shopping for potion ingredients. The whole time, I barely said a word…I didn’t want to. I couldn’t bring myself to say anything. My mind ran with variables and possible things I would say. It felt so similar to when I was going to visit my father. Then, as well as now, I had longed to scream and cuss at my parentR