“It’s also a good sign that Lester isn’t our rogue wizard. He seems to be selling prescription meds under the counter, but he couldn’t be magical and survive spending all day around those candles.”
“Unless maybe the constant exposure to those candles is what makes him so irritable. What’s next on your agenda?”
“The grocery store. Mom swears people were dancing out in front, but nobody else seems to recall it happening. Idris did do that while Mom was in New York, so I thought it sounded like one of his spells. If it happened.”
We walked around the square to the grocery store. He stepped off the sidewalk into one of the empty parking spaces in front, then shook his head and rejoined me on the sidewalk. “If there was any residual magic there, it’s faded by now. But if it did happen, perhaps someone who works in the store could be our culprit. They’d have access to the square, which seems to be the focus of magical activity. That in and of itself is proof this person doesn’t know what he’s doing. The square is the weakest magical point in the area. They’d be much better off in that park along the creek.”
Frankly, I couldn’t imagine anyone at the grocery store resembling a mischievous rogue wizard. They were all nice, small-town folks who knew their customers by name and greeted everyone like a long-lost relative. I had to introduce Owen at least half a dozen times, and I knew they’d all know his name the next time he came into the store. We bought a couple of nonperishable items to explain our visit, then left.
“That was a bust,” I said with a sigh. “I guess all that’s left is the Dairy Queen. We can get dinner while we’re there. We’ll have to be careful what we talk about, because a conversation there is as good as dictating it to the town newspaper, but we can overhear a lot. It’s also one of about three restaurants in town, so it’s our best shot for a dinner out.”
“Just point me in the right direction.”
I’m not sure I would ever have imagined Owen Palmer fitting in at the Cobb Dairy Queen. He was so shiny and handsome, like a movie star, and even if you didn’t know he was a powerful wizard, you couldn’t help but sense that there was something special about him. But amazingly enough, he blended in almost as well as I did. The women all noticed him, of course, but no one seemed to regard him as an outsider. I supposed he was a small-town boy himself, even if he was from another part of the country.
Steve and his gang showed up not long after we’d ordered and found a table, and I couldn’t help but enjoy the look he gave when he saw Owen with me. Having a man with matinee-idol looks sitting across from me was quite a personal coup. I hoped Steve would accept his defeat and move on, but he came over to our table after he placed his order.