The Little Witch Won't Ask For Help

 Little Witch Emily could see the fear and disappointment in her grandmother's eyes. She couldn't blame her. She was stuck on the back of the tree with only Little Liz to look at. Liz wasn't afraid, she was down right angry and would have cast a spell on her friend, Emily, but she was also stuck to the tree.

"Get me down from here, Emily, or if you don't I will make you into a mouse and send my cat to eat you! Now get me down from here right now!"

On another day, Little Witch Emily would have giggled and let her friend down and played a game of hide and seek in the forest, but today was different. Today her grandmother needed help and she didn't know what to do.

Her grandmother's voice was so low she could hardly hear her, but she thought she said, "Send for Liam the warlock. He will help you."

"No, grandmother, I sent Jimmy, the squirrel, to Marlee to get you the youth brew that she makes. Then you will be young and won't have to retire."

From the edge of the forest the head mistress of the witch school that Emily attended was calling for her.

"What have you done now, Emily? At this rate you will never graduate to the intermediate witch class with your friends. Where is your cat? Without your cat you will never succeed as a witch. For that matter where is your broom? Have you lost it again? I guess I will have no other option that to put you to the back of the class unless you get your act together. I will give you until the the moon is full for you to cast a spell that actually works. Your grandmother needs to retire. She is of the age of retirement. She will enjoy it if she just gives it a chance. Now get your friend and your grandmother off of that tree. You call the Warlock, and right now!"

Emily felt like crying. She wanted to be a good witch and do good things with her powers. What was she going to do? She had forgotten to feed her cat before she left her home. He had probably run away. She loved little Blackie. He had some problems just like her. She smiled when she thought about his bent ear and tail that was also bent. "He's a super hero in my book. He is my friend and I must find him."

Marlee wasn't sending any of her youth brew back with Jimmy. Could she really believe that Liam would help her? Did she have a choice?

Once again Little Witch Emily looked at her spell book. She read each and every page that had something to do with grandmothers. "Oh my, look at this. River Witches! Oh there is a river not far from here. I wonder how to get ahold of them. Maybe if I told them about my grandmother they would help me. The moon will be showing soon. It is getting dusk. I have to hurry.!"

Emily gave her friend and her grandmother a hug around their legs and promised them that they soon would be free. She held her hands over her ears so she couldn't hear them yell at her. She had an idea, but she needed to find her broom and her cat just like the headmistress said.