contentment, with receding images of the beauty of paradise flickering behind her eyelids. This had been no ordinary dream. It was apparent that the closer to her fifteenth birthday that she got, the stronger her gifts were becoming. It was definitely part of her heritage as a Heston witch. She just didn’t know if everyone got these dreams or if it was just her. She made a mental note to ask Elvira. Elvira would definitely know. Or maybe her Aunt Edna could help.
Definitely not mum, she’ll freak out for sure.
Esther struggled with the realisation that she’d been watching the first moments when the Creator had presented Adam with his mate Eve. She knew the Hestons were direct descendants of the first mother. Family lore held that they were the offspring of the unnamed daughter of Eve who had been estranged from the family for marrying Cain. From Esther’s research that was the result of endless hours spent in the Heston private archives, she’d discovered that that her name was Edalene. Edalene had been written out of the family annals, disowned and shunned by the bereaved Eve after Abel had been killed. Her name wasn’t even noted by most ancient scholars, she was just called the wife of Cain.
Huh, looks like dysfunctional families are not exactly a modern phenomenon! She thought to herself as she got out of bed and padded to the bathroom
#4
Dressed up to the nines with somewhere unpleasant to go to.
“ W ell my dear, don’t you look absolutely wonderful, ” Evie cooed. “ I haven’t seen you all dressed up in ages. My, that lovely sea green does bring out the blue in your eyes , doesn’t it? ”
Evie beamed at her daughter with pride in her eyes .
She works too hard. I hope this is pleasure and not business but somehow I doubt it.
“ So who is the lucky lad , then?”
Wishing she was dressing up for dinner with a totally different man, she pushed thoughts of Burt out of her mind with reluctance and turned to greet Evie with a soft smile.
“ Alas , dear mother mine; it is only a business dinner . And I wouldn’t call my dinner partner a lucky lad either, though I do feel distinctly unlucky. I have to have a sit down with that imbecile Preston Williams. ”
“ Whatever for? ”
Evie was aghast. She was yet to meet the man but from the reports she’d heard of his behaviour since he came into Silverline City , that slime ball was not the kind of man any mother wanted her daughter socialising with.
“ It’s a long story , mother. ”
“ That’s what you all say. Make it short. ”
“ Ok , ok. ” She turned to face the gilded mirror that had been a present from her mum many years ago as she struggled to fix her brunette hair into a sleek chignon. Satisfied , she turned to put both her hands on her mother’s shoulders and looked into the caring grey eyes that she had known and loved all her life.
“ He has been a bit persistent and annoying with his attentions and his outrageous bids to buy Red Rock Haven . I am simply going to mee t with him in a congenial place , at our expense I might add, just to make it crystal clear that neither Red Rock Haven , nor any of the Heston properties will ever be his. ”
“ How long has he been bothering you? Why haven’t you told me about all this? ”
“ Not that long , mother . It’s just that he is starting to grate on my nerves and I want to nip his stupidity in the bud before I lose my temper and end up do ing something that he will surely regret for a long long time . ”
“We ll, you will do as you see fit. I know and you know that I trust you implicitly, that goes without saying. But if it was just a simple dinner you wouldn’t have gotten that look on your face earlier when you were looking in the mirror.”
“And what look would that be mother?”
“The one that says ‘I’m a serious business woman and a Heston witch so everybody scram . ’”
Edna laughed out loud.
“ If you recognised that look it’s only because