“Let me see you fly your broom in front of the moon, he said!”
The witches giggled.
“And what did you say, Serena?” the blue-eyed witch asked grinning with curiosity.
“Neah, I prefer my Skoda!”
A chorus LOL sparkled among the girls.
“No Nimbus 2000 joke?” said the dark-eyed witch.
“Am I so predictable?”, answered Serena.
“Just a little,” poked the red head witch.
The girls were laughing once again, happy hearted, phone in hand, tablet and wine on the table, each doing other things while chatting to her sisters.
“Oh, did you think we are some old ragged hags who know nothing about technology? Yes, I’m talking to you, reader!”
(Please feel free to answer at your heart’s desire.)
“Stick around, you might have a laugh or two. Nice to meet you. I’m Serena, the green-eyed witch.”
