Free A Charming Hex (Magical Cures Mystery Series Book 9) by Tonya Kappes Page B

that about?” Oscar asked. “You looked frightened.”
    “Not frightened.” I made myself smile at him. Playfully I kicked up the water on him. “I thought it was our honeymoon and it was supposed to be just us.” I snuggled him closer by putting my arm in the crook of his. “Not us and another couple. And we were supposed to have dinner at the tiki place Gene talked about.”
    “We have the next few days alone. We can be cordial and reschedule dinner.” Oscar’s manners was one thing I had fallen in love with years ago. “Maybe we can be like Patrick and make this a family thing.”
    “Hey!” I punched him in the arm. “You know I don’t want children.”
    It’d come to be a bad topic over the past couple of months since we got married. After all we’d been through, finding out we were spiritualists, we had decided that children weren’t an option in our future. I was sticking to that. But leave it to Oscar to be all emotional about family and family traditions.
    “Never say never.” Oscar smacked me on the tushie and ran out to sea, diving into the depths of the sea green ocean.
    “Never!” I yelled as his head bobbed up out of the water and I popped a squat in the sand. “I said it! Never!”
    I barely got my toes buried and my book out of my bag when I heard yelling behind me. It was hard to make out what they were saying with sound of the waves crashing up against the beach. But there was some crying.
    I looked back and saw Patrick. His head was bobbing back and forth, first finger pointing, then rubbing his hands together and finally nervously running his hands through his hair.
    “I love you. This is right. You and I both know it.” He assured her, (I’m assuming her was Juliette).
    I’d heard of cold feet before, but I never experienced it. My only issue when I got married was not having my parents with me.
    Evidently, Patrick made it all better with more words because when I turned back around, they were in each other’s arms, playing kissy face. I couldn’t see Juliette’s face, but I could see the smile on Patrick’s face. It was the first time that my intuition told me that he was really in love.  I turned back around to watch Oscar’s feet bob up and out of the water from all his diving.
    “Boys will be boys.” Juliette appeared next to me.
    “Hi,” I said. The line between my eyes creased. There was no way she’d had time to walk from the palm tree to here within seconds.
    “You look confused.” She laughed. “Juliette. I just met you back there.” She pointed behind her.
    “Yes. I know. Weren’t you just. . .” I blinked my eyes a couple of times. I noticed the bag in her hand. “Where have you been?”
    “Looking for treasure.” She giggled.
    “Treasure?” I asked, a little curious.
    “That’s what I’m told by Peter.” She held up a map that had been drawn by what looked to be a child. “He claims his dad told him about it. He insisted we go up to the volcano and look for it. Since Patrick was going to play around here, I thought I’d go and play with Peter.”
    “That is so sweet.” I noticed Peter was looking through his own bag of treasure. He pulled out a bottle of chocolate milk and sat in the sand to drink it. “Well?”
    “Well what?” she asked.
    “Did you find any treasure?” I asked.
    “He found some beautiful treasure, didn’t you, Peter?” Juliette’s smile was tender and caring. “Put down your milk and show Mrs. Park what you found. He loves chocolate milk.”
    “June,” I corrected her. “You can call me June.” I gulped realizing more than ever that I had taken on the same attitude as Darla and how she didn’t like to be called anything but Darla.
    I sat up on the edge of the beach chair and watched the pride on Peter’s face as he gently took out of the bag different colored shells.
    “Treasure.” He held out a beautiful piece of lava rock that had solidified.
    “That’s beautiful.” I pushed myself up a little more