The radio was playing a particularly jazzy tune, Mrs. McDougal's favorite during her breaks: Celestina Warbeck's "A Cauldron Full of Hot, Strong Love."
Dishes in the kitchen were washing themselves in the sink, then clattering back into the cupboards to the rhythm of the music. A pair of pale, graceful hands reached out and pressed the stop button on the radio.
Mrs. McDougal lowered the *Witch Weekly*, looked up at her daughter, and asked with a puzzled expression, "Yes? Something the matter?"
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