"People fear loss," said Mrs. Moore. "Fear makes them compliant and quiet so that they can keep what they have. Maybe if someone stood up to Dorianna and Tilda, others would follow suit."
"After what happened the coven meeting last night? All but a few were complicit in the ban. It was wrong, and they did it anyway." I blew out a frustrated sigh. "People will think twice about saying or doing anything against the Millers. They got us ousted from the coven on flimsy evidence. Plus, they've been fueling the rumors about us casting curses. We've been convicted of crimes we've never committed."
"So what? Willowstones don't give up," said April.
"Ever," added May.
I studied the determined expressions on my sisters' faces. "You're right. We are not quitters. So, the heck with it. Let's make our own coven."
"By the way, covens aren't just for witches," said Gretchen. "You can invite anyone you deem worthy."
I blinked up at her. "You mean like asking humans to participate?"
