"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!"

you're the main player. You need to set up the game plan first, then I'll back you up!" With a cool

rolled her eyes, frustrated. Love isn't a game, she thought, annoyed at the

witch, and she couldn't help but laugh and

Just thinking that Xavier was close by made her feel secure. She took out her phone and texted Xavier, "Come up to the

responded much

"Tonight's cloudy."

was speechless. Plans?

planning

was

Mars!

The next morning

heard a "knock,

early?" Norah mumbled sleepily, barely

up and open

open, "It's unlocked,

and holding a soccer ball, obviously

looked at Norah, "Got

from within her cocoon of blankets,

teased, "Even the witches are more diligent

"How are the witches

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 mirth under her

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