Chapter 3

Keith laughed along with me. "You look like you're trying not to gag!" he exclaimed. Gross! But very true. My dad has a horrible serious face. It just makes me crack up every time.

Dad shook his head at us while he pulled a small rectangular box out of his pocket. He placed it next to my plate. "Open it" he urged. Smiling, I grabbed the box and opened it. Inside was a beautiful heart-shaped locket. "I did the honors of putting two pictures inside" Dad boasted.

I laughed and opened the locket. One side had my father's picture, and the other side had Keith's. "I love it" I said honestly. My little family. Keith helped me put it on and I leaned over to hug my dad. "Thank you, Daddy" I mumbled into his shirt.

Someone burst into the kitchen, interrupting our family moment. It was John. He's one of the witches. "Anthony. We need to go, now" he said urgently.