wicked witches 08.6 - a witch in time by Amanda M. Lee Page B

through a crazy woman’s mind to get here. I want you to enjoy it.”
    “You probably shouldn’t call her crazy.” That was probably the wrong thing to say given his admission, but I was at a loss.
    “Oh, I’m over that,” Landon said. “If we tick her off, maybe she’ll wake up out of spite.”
    “Huh. Well, stranger things have happened.”
    “Like watching a wedding that occurred twenty-five years before you were born?”
    I nodded. “Like that,” I said, resting my head against his shoulder. “Let’s watch it.”
    “I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.”
    For some reason, I believed him.

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I don’t like kids. They’re only good for slave labor, kicking when I’m in a bad mood and setting on my enemies when someone ticks me off . Do you want to tick me off? If you do, all six of the girls I raised have deviant minds. You should see what they can come up with when pushed in the right direction.
– Aunt Tillie to a guest when asked why she never had children of her own

Six
    T  he wedding was barely over before Landon and I shifted to a new memory. He gripped my hand, refusing to let go, and sighed when we landed hard enough to jolt both of us.
    “I’m going to be in real pain when this is all over,” I muttered, rubbing my tailbone. “Seriously! Couldn’t she pick softer spots for us to land?”
    Landon shrugged, but didn’t look any happier with the situation than I was. “She plopped us on a bed last time.”
    “Her bed.”
    “Yes, and I’m going to have nightmares forever,” Landon said, rolling to his knees and struggling to a standing position. “You know, if we’re really in Aunt Tillie’s head this stuff shouldn’t hurt. That’s why I think we’re time traveling.”
    “You’re not going to let this go, are you?”
    “Have you seen the time travel episodes of Star Trek ?” Landon challenged. “They’re the best episodes, especially that Star Trek: The Next Generation one with the monsters in the cave and Picard meeting Guinan for the second time, which is really the first time.”
    I was horrified. I opened my mouth, but no sound would come out.
    “What?” Landon asked, glancing around. “Do I have something on my face?”
    “Are you a Trekkie?”
    Landon scowled. “Seriously? That’s what you’re worried about? We’re either traveling through time or stuck in a woman’s mind and you’re worried about my television habits?” He reached for my hand and helped me up. “I’m disappointed, Bay.”
    “That wasn’t an answer,” I pressed. “Are you a Trekkie? And, if so, how have you managed to hide this from me for so long?”
    Landon shrugged. “I have to watch something when we’re apart,” he said, completely unbothered by his admission. “ Star Trek is fun, and it has hot chicks in little outfits. Sue me.”
    “Oh, this is terrible,” I said, rubbing my neck. “Do you like … go to conventions and stuff?”
    Landon made a face. “If you don’t stop that, I’m going to make you watch episodes with me and reenact them as part of a game.”
    “What kind of game? Do Trekkies play weird games?”
    “Not that kind of a game,” Landon snapped. “One of the other games we play. You know the ones I’m talking about.”
    “You can say the word ‘sex.’ You know that, right?”
    “Shh.” Landon slapped his hand over my mouth. “If you’re right, Aunt Tillie is listening. I’m trying to talk in code.”
    I jerked my head away. “Good job, Mr. Spock,” I said, awkwardly trying to turn my fingers into the odd salute I’d seen on television. What? Aunt Tillie is a Trekkie, too. I’ve seen a few episodes. That doesn’t make me a hypocrite. Seriously, it doesn’t! “Aunt Tillie will never break your genius code.”
    “You’re not longer my favorite person in the world,” Landon said, crossing his arms over his chest. “You wound me with your derision.”
    I faltered. “I’m sorry. I’m sure it’s a … fine … lifestyle. We’ll