I’m skipping ahead a little bit – Melvin goes up the cliff and knocks the door of the old witch’s house, to confront her about sending the storms.
When the door finally pulled open a little and he could see inside, Melvin didn’t find an old, ugly witch. She was young, and about his height, but probably a few years older – just as Alec had been. Her dark hair was cut a little bit ragged, and from the paleness of her skin, she didn’t get much sun – still, the girl was pretty.
“Are you the witch Sunshine?” Melvin blurted out, and then wondered too late if it was a smart thing to say.
The corners of the girl’s face quirked down slightly. “No, I’m sorry; the witch will not be available any more.”
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