"But, oh, Grandma I helped let him loose. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry..." Tears swam in Cassie's eyes.
"You didn't know. I forgive you, child, and what's done is done. But you have to be ready for him..." Cassie's grandmother's eyes drifted shut, and her breath had a frightening sound.
"Grandma!" Cassie said, shaking her in panic.
The old eyes opened again, slowly. "Poor Cassie. It's a lot to face. But you have strength, if you look for it. And now you have this." Feebly, she pressed the Book of Shadows again into Cassie's hands. "The wisdom of our family, and the prophecies. Read it. Learn it. It'll answer some of the questions I don't have time for. You'll find your way..."
"Grandma! Grandma, please..."
Her grandmother's eyes were still open, but they were changing, filming over, as if they didn't see her anymore. "I don't mind going now that I've told the story... but there's something else. Something you need to know..."
"Cassie!" The voice came from the doorway, and it startled Cassie so much that she jerked and looked up. Laurel was standing there, her elfin face white with concern. "Cassie, what's happening in here? Are you okay? Do you want a doctor?" She was staring at Cassie's grandmother on the floor.
"Laurel, not now!" Cassie gasped. She was crying, but she held on harder to her grandmother's knotted old hands. "Grandma, please don't go. I'm frightened, Grandmother. I need you!"
Her grandmother's lips were moving, but only the faintest of sounds came out. ". . . never be afraid, Cassie. There's nothing frightening in the dark if you just face it..."
"Please, Grandma, please. Oh, no..." Cassie's head dropped down to her grandmother's chest and she sobbed. The knotted hands weren't holding hers anymore.
"You said you had something else to tell me," she wept. "You can't go..."
An almost inaudible breath came from her grandmother's chest. Cassie thought it was the word "John." And then, ". . . nothing dies forever, Cassie..."
The chest against Cassie's forehead heaved once and was still.
Outside, a yellowing moon hung low in the sky.
"The Mourning Moon," Laurel said quietly. 'That's what this one is called."
It was appropriate, Cassie thought, although her eyes were dry now. There were more tears inside her, building up, but they would have to wait. There was something that had to be done before she could rest and cry. Even after her grandmother's story, she had so many questions, so much to figure out-but first, she had to do this one thing.
There were a bunch of cars parked near the street. The rest of the coven was there-no, not all of them. Cassie saw Suzan and Sean and the Hendersons, and Adam and Diana. But she didn't see the person she was looking for.
"Melanie and Nick took your mom to Melanie's aunt Constance," Laurel said hesitantly. "They thought it was the best place for her, tonight. She was still kind of spacey-but I know she'll be okay."
Cassie swallowed and nodded. She wasn't sure; she wasn't sure of anything. She only knew what she had to do right now.
Never be afraid, Cassie. There's nothing frightening in the dark if you just face it.
Just face it. Face it and stand up to it.
Then Cassie saw who she was looking for.
Faye was in the shadows beyond the headlights of the cars. Her black shift and her hair blended in with the gloom, but the pallor of her face and the silver ornaments she wore stood out.
Cassie walked up to her without hesitation. At that moment, she could have hit Faye, strangled her, killed her. But all she said was, "It's over."
"What?" Faye's eyes gleamed a little, yellow as the moonlight. She looked sick and unsettled-and dangerous. Like a pile of dy***ite ready to go off.
"It's over, Faye," Cassie repeated. "The blackmail, the threats... it's all over. I'm not your prisoner anymore.
Faye's nostrils flared. "I'm warning you, Cassie, this isn't the time to push me. I'm still leader of the coven. The vote was fair. You can't do anything to change it ..."
"I'm not trying to change it-now. Right now I'm just saying that you don't have a hold over me anymore. It's finished."
"It's finished when I say it's finished!" Faye snarled. Cassie realized then how close Faye was to snapping, how dangerous Faye's mood really was. But it didn't matter. Maybe it was even better this way, to get it all over with at once.
"I'm not joking, Cassie," Faye was going on heatedly. "If you can turn on me, I can do the same to you ..."
Cassie took a deep breath and then said, "Go ahead."
There's nothing frightening in the dark if you just face it.
"Fine," Faye said between her teeth. "I will."
She turned around and strode to the place where Diana and Adam were standing, arms around each other. Adam was practically supporting Diana, Cassie saw, and for a moment her heart failed her. But it had to be done. Despite the oath, despite Diana's pain, it had to be done.
Faye turned back once to look at Cassie. A look that said, clearly, you'll be sorry. Cassie wondered in sudden panic if it was true. Would she be sorry? Was she doing the wrong thing after all, defying Faye at the wrong time? Wouldn't it be better to wait, to think about this...
But Faye was turning back to Diana, malicious triumph written all over her face. The coven wasn't happy with Faye tonight, but Faye was still the leader and nothing could change that fact. Now Faye was going to start her reign by getting revenge on the people she hated most.
"Diana," she said, "I have a little surprise for you."
[The End]