This was something quite different, different even from the little nudges she have the police to help solve crimes. This was the first real love potion she had created in... well, when the number of years was so big, who was counting? Besides, it was a shame to let such a good couple go to waste, and she shuddered at the thought of what might be if she did not; that terrible argument, a child growing without parents, one dead the other in jail.
Cassy increased the potency of the drinks she was about to serve. It didn't have to happen. All they needed was a little help to get over the bump. They just needed a little reminder of why they had been together in the first place. She set the martini in front of Becky and the beer in front of Ross. "Cheers!" she told them, holding up her own glass.
"To our health," Becky mumbled. She was probably embarrassed to have revealed so much to Cassy earlier. "Bottoms up," Ross called to Back from across the bar. He took a huge pull from his glass; and for a moment his face turned grey and it looked as it he were going to be sick, or throw up. Cassy felt a fluttering of nerves - what is she had forgotten to mix it just right?
What if she had poisoned him somehow - what is she had forgotten the correct amount to put into the elixir? She rushed to his side, hoping there was still time to serve him an antidote, when the color returned to his cheeks and he took a deep breath. "What's in this?" he asked Cassy. "Just some extra drops of vegetables extract to spice up your life, you moron. Now, get up!" said out loud.
This is a continuation free write prompt which turned into a short story novel. Perhaps, not so short anymore; anyhow hope you enjoy it. For previous prompts about Ingrid, the witch; scroll below for each link
Ingrid Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | Part 11 | Part 12 | Part 13 | Part 14 | Part 15 | Part 16 | Part 17 | Part 18| Part 19 | Part 20 | Part 21| Part 22 | Part 23