Taste of Secrets

Chapter Twenty-Seven

"Come on, you gotta admit that's kind of funny," I said. "Yeah, to you!" Hamish said and shook his head. 

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My mother stood in front of her book shelf, holding the black globe thingy. Randall looked down at the case that held some artifacts. Hamish looked through some books that were laid on the table. "So you think that Foley enchanted a virus?" my mother asked, turning to Jack and I. "It does explain why it didn't die with Foley or Robert," I said, "The virus is alive, carrying the magic with it." My mother walked past us, still holding the black orb in her hands. "The sacrifice is the death of the host," said Hamish, "Propelling the virus to the next victim." 

"So, how do we stop it?" mother asked. 

"With this," Randall said, holding up a book. He flipped to a page and looked at the title. "An enchanted cure-all," he continued, "BT-dubs, you ever think of sharing this? It's literally a cure- all." He handed my mother the book, she looked at him with narrowed eyebrows. She sighed and looked down at the open book. I walked over to her, looking over her shoulder. I then noticed her glare towards me. "Sorry," I said then stepped away. "Editorials aside this is excellent work," she said, "We should have all these ingredients in stock.... except for the St. John's wort." We all sighed, she shut the book and threw it down on the table. "So much for that," she mumbled. 

"I stock a bitters made of St. John's wort," Hamish said, "Would that work?" 

"I might," she replied. 

"I'll go get it!" Randall and I said in unison. "You two will mess up my bar," Hamish said, stopping use from leaving. "We don't need a babysitter, Ham-Radio," I said. 

"Enough with the nicknames!" 

"Nope! I'm never gonna stop," I said, laughing. 

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I stood in between my mother and Randall while Hamish poured the bitters into individual champagne glasses. "How do we know you're not trying to poison us?" Agnes retorted, rejecting the glass of bitters. "Oh, for god's sake," I said as I rolled my eyes. "What? Like I haven't seen The Princess Bride," Agnes countered, throwing his hands up. "William Goldman's a genius," Agnes finished his claim. 

"Mr. Morton, if you would be so kind," Mother said, looking at Jack. Jack took one of the glasses and drank the bitters. Randall and I walked over, now standing beside Hamish. The three of us drank the liquid as well. "Those bitters are nice," I commented, setting the glass down. "Thanks," Hamish responded, "The little things make the drink."

"I'm still not taking it," Agnes said, "None of us got any blood yakked on us." Gabrielle scoffed and walked over to the counter. She took a glass and drank all of the liquid. Daniel and Terri both walked over to the bar and grabbed their own glasses. "What're you doing? You didn't get blood on you either," Agnes said to Daniel. "Why take the risk?" Daniel said, setting down the glass. 

Terri followed pursuit and stood beside the rest of the Order members. "It's like what Vera said when she inducted the Knights," Daniel said, "The Order is my family." Randall, Hamish, Jack and I all glanced at each other as he spoke with such gratitude and affection. "Remember when we inducted Jack after he slayed the golem?" Terri said. "or that crazy elemental transference?" added Daniel, "Fighting the wolves in that abandoned house?"

"Those memories are better than Christmas for me," Terri said, smiling to herself as well. My ex-boyfriend turned around to look at me with the biggest smile and leaned against the bar. "Y/N/N," Daniel said, "I'm so sorry." 

"None taken," I responded then shook my head in confusion, "Wait, why are you sorry?" 

"I'm sorry for cheating on you, I should have never done that," Daniel said. I looked at him with wide eyes, my heart beat started to quicken. "Oof," Terri said, "There is nothing that I wouldn't do for all of you." I walked away from the bar, ignoring Randall from trying to grab me. "Who did you cheat on me with?" I asked.