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Elphie had been asleep without Ford or the Chistery. Once she'd disappeared from him that one day, she stayed away. But today of all days, he was banging on her door. Him and the monkey. And he was hollering something about a ship and if she wasn't the witch anymore to follow him.
Elphie threw on the nearest dress... her flowered one... and grabbed all her scarves. She left the broom behind.
"What do you mean a ship?" the former witch asked as she opened the door.
Elphie threw on the nearest dress... her flowered one... and grabbed all her scarves. She left the broom behind.
"What do you mean a ship?" the former witch asked as she opened the door.
