If I had to sit through the creation of one more silly law, I was going to attack Applegate openly just to get the party started.
"Surely you agree," a portly witch with a strong Spanish accent, a coven leader from the South American territory, appealed to first her Council and then to Mom. "Adding this clause to present law will ensure the purity of witch blood."
I rolled my eyes, lower lip aching from all of my irritating chewing. At least they weren't talking about the power reveal yet. Petty lawmaking could go on all day as far as I was concerned. Anything to keep the gathering from passing legislation on exposing us to normals.