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answered.
                “You
can swing by my moms and pick them up around two but I don’t want them home any
later than five,” he said sternly as the coolness returned to his voice. I knew
his moment of kindness was over, I was back to being trashy Lizzie in his head
but that was alright I didn’t give a damn what he thought about me. I just
wanted to see my kids.
                “Alright,”
I said quietly. “Thank you Richard.”
                “Yeah,
sure,” he said and with that the call was ended.
                “Yes!”
I exclaimed loudly which caused Archer to run into the room to check on me.
                “What
happened? Is everything ok?”
                “I get
to see my kids Saturday!” I beamed.
                “Oh
Liz that’s great!” he said smiling and I ran into his arms and hugged him
tightly.

 
    Chapter
8

 
              We slept for most
of the day. I was getting used to this nocturnal thing. I actually enjoyed
staying up at night when most of the world was sleeping. It was a much quieter
world to live in, it was like a secret shared amongst people you really
trusted.
                We
awoke just before sunset and we went out to the old porch and sat on the wooden
swing watching the sun disappear letting most people know their day was over
but for us ours was just beginning, I found this thought rather exhilarating. After
the sun finally settled itself for the evening Mystic joined us on the porch.
                “There
you two are,” she said sweetly. “I was wondering if you could head to town to
pick up a few groceries for me.
                “Of
course we can,” he said getting up from the swing and taking the list from her
hand, he then hugged her. I was beginning to realize that Mystic was basically
the motherly figure of this coven. Archer stretched out his hand to me and I
grabbed it as he helped me off the swing. I went over to Mystic and taking a
cue from the group I also gave her a hug.
                “Thanks
for letting me stay here,” I said to her.
                “This
is your home, where you belong, no thanks needed,” she said and then she went
back into the small house.
                “Do
you mind if we take your car? Can’t carry too many groceries on the bike,” he
said smiling.
                “Sure,”
I said and threw him the keys which he caught. “But you drive.”

 
                                        ***

 
                When
we pulled up to the local Ingles I began to feel a bit uncomfortable as I knew
I would probably end up running into a lot of people from my neighborhood. I
must have had a worried expression on my face because once Archer had parked
the car he turned to me.
                “Everything
alright?
                “Um
yeah, let’s go grocery shopping,” I said trying to sound cheerful but I don’t
think he bought it.
                “Don’t
worry about what other people think Liz. This is your life not theirs. Do what
makes you happy.”
                “You
make me happy,” I said. He smiled brightly and stroked my cheek.
                “You
make me beyond happy,” he said and my whole body tingled and I had to remind
myself to breathe.
                “Let’s
go,” I said determined to hold my head up high regardless of who we ran into in
the store.

 
                                        ***

 
                As we
walked through the store gathering the things on Mystic’s list we only had eyes
for each other. We playfully went down each of the aisles joking and laughing
with each other. Sure I knew people were staring and gossiping about us but I
didn’t give a damn, let them talk. Archer was right this was my life