It was as if one thing didn't get over there was always something else ready in the queue, waiting to fall on her head, thought Penny to herself. Both the witches stared at each other in intensity. Her jaw clenched and unclenched in wonderment, "If you truly value the friendship we have had a few months ago, then you would step back to be the man I have known you in that period of time," her words were short but it was enough to have his attention.
"You are trying to pull the friendship card to push me away. Is that what you want?" he asked her, finishing the last bit of the fruit in his hand.
"It is what I have been telling you, Isaiah," she used his name to let him understand she was serious.
