Which Witch Switch - Julie Steimle (book series for 10 year olds .txt) 📗

me. I had actually been gone a lot longer than I had thought. Four days. When I parted from Michael off the airplane, I ran over to them, hugging even my weird and creepy History teacher. When we caught our breaths after a lot of crying and long embraces, I pulled back with a grin from ear to ear.

“I’m free! The curse is broken!”

My mother sobbed harder, drawing me to her with all the happiness she had. My father cried, clenching me tight. Even my brothers and my usually unsympathetic sister Dawn were weeping with joy. All the tension from all those years melted away.

But then Mr. McDillan closed one eye as he looked at me and said, “But you’re still half vampire. I still see those wing marks on your back.”

I looked up at him, breaking from my family with a shake of my head. “Well of course they’re still there. I’m not human, you know. I just don’t want to kill anybody.”

“How is that different from before?” Dawn asked me with a laugh.

Jane peered at me, also wanting to know.

Turning to my sister then my best friend, I said, “Before, I was like an alcoholic that had to stay away from booze. It was a struggle. Now, I don’t even want a drink. I don’t have the taste for it.”

My dad patted me on the head. “Welcome home, Eve.”

I grinned at him. “I’m glad to be home, Dad.”

As we walked to the car to actually go home where they had planned a nice dinner for all of us, Will asked me one thing.

“But what about all those witches that kidnapped you?”

Looking up at my favorite brother, I said with a slightly devious grin, “Oh, Mr. Deacon is drawing up a kidnapping charge against the three that came to our town. I’m sure we’ll all be getting a subpoena shortly.”

“Better include Gwenneth Wrede and our high school then,” Jane said with a grin.

I blinked at her. “Why?”

Beaming with satisfaction, Jane said, “When those ladies kidnapped you, they drugged you, me, and Gwenneth—and they stomped on the poster for the homecoming dance, tearing it with their heels as they ran off with you. Everyone was freaked. We have lots of witnesses and many more angry people that are willing to sue.”

“The dance! I totally forgot!” I stared at her, feeling a wave of panic.

Jane just patted me on the back with that smile.

 

 

Pretentious Paradox

 

By the way, I think that whole chicken/egg riddle is really stupid. I mean, thinking about it logically, are we discussing a chicken egg or some other egg? Honestly, it isn’t like chickens are the only creatures in the world that lay eggs. And for that matter, if we are going to bring evolution into the whole argument, are we asking where do chickens come from? I figure if we are talking about just any egg versus a chicken then obviously the egg came first. Dinosaurs, snakes and what have you existed long before chickens ever did. But if we were talking specifically about chicken eggs then I’d say the chicken came first. It wouldn’t be a chicken egg without a chicken. It would be some other animal’s egg. Now if you ask where did that chicken came from, that part is also easy. It was a mutation. It was supposed to be something else and it ended up as a chicken, and for some reason that variation of flightless bird survived and started to lay its own eggs. Mystery solved. Why won’t people ask more serious questions that actually have relevant meaning to life, such as what is the best way to cook a chicken egg?

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