Chapter 117

Wouldn't you know, I did not answer my own phone call. Figured. I could be so annoying like that sometimes. So, it would have to be just us five. Hopefully that wouldn't blow anything up.

"Okay, it's up to us," I told the others. "I have a cauldron of time-travel potion and cups for each of you. We have to drink it all up, one at a time, with me going first. Ready?"

I wasn't, but I kept that little truth to myself while I passed out the plastic cups. Then I arranged the witches all in a straight line, like my grimoire had said, and faced them out toward the parking lot so we could see Chauffeur Ethen.