"Uh-huh!" Norah nodded, "He's got another name, Xavier. He used to be a mercenary and fought alongside Estelle. I just found out he's actually Grandpa Hanson's son." Henson's eyes sparkled with admiration, "I knew there was something special about him. He's Estelle's comrade in arms!"

Norah chuckled, "Mention Estelle, and your eyes light up!"

"Well, that's all the more reason I should help you!" Henson declared.

"How can you help me?"

"What's your plan for winning him over?"

"I don't have one."

Henson frowned, "How can you expect to succeed without a plan?"

Norah defended herself, "Love is subjective. It has nothing to do with having a plan!"

"How can you say it doesn't matter? How did Estelle end up with Jonathan?"

Norah fell silent, her eyes wide.

"Think it over!" Henson stood up, "I'm off to play some video games."

Norah pouted, hugging a cushion, "But you said you'd help me!"

to set up the game plan first, then I'll back you up!"

a

witch, and she couldn't help but laugh

together again. Just thinking that Xavier was close by made her feel secure.

much

"Tonight's cloudy."

speechless. Plans? Dealing someone

planning a

was

Mars!

The next morning

when she heard a "knock,

is it this early?" Norah mumbled sleepily, barely able to open her

up and open the door,"

one eye open, "It's unlocked,

soccer

Norah, "Got

within her cocoon of blankets, her

the witches are more diligent

asked, "How are the witches

was serious, "Look at them, every one of them has a house or a lair of their own. That's all their own hard work, isn't it?" Norah burst into laughter, shaking with

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