I finished counting down the register in my shop Haunted Obsessions and flipped the sign to close on the door my mind still on the last piece of the day to come in. It was delivered by UPS which in itself was strange because nothing ever came here that way. No signature, just an “I’ll be seeing you” written on a card in bold black ink. It was an old sapphire and diamond ring and when I touched it I got nothing but a flash of piercing eyes and black hair.

My name is Serenity Salvatore and I am a witch. I grew up in Serenity Falls and am named for the town. My ancestors were founding fathers and my mother, my grandmother and her mother before her and on down the line have always been powerful witches. Salvatore’s have always been a part of this town and I guess we always will. I interpret dreams, and can touch an antique and communicate with the ghost attached to that piece. That’s what had me concerned about this particular ring. How could I not see anything, not talk to the man attached to it and why did the sight of those eyes send chills up and down my body?

I left the register and started straightening the stock in the back room, putting off going home because no one would be there anyway. I was well liked in town of course and well respected but not everyone wanted to be close to the girl who knew all of their secrets. I knew everything and could read them like a book by just looking into their eyes. Like I said, we are powerful witches.

My mind drifted to the Morgan’s, the other oldest family in town. I had a dream last night that Shane and Stormy were coming home. They pulled in this morning just like I knew they would. I chuckled a little as I worked wondering how that was working out for Marisse, the little witch. I loved Stormy but she had a long road ahead of her with the Morgan brothers. I pulled myself from my thoughts and made one last inspection of my shop lingering over the ring but somehow afraid to touch it again.

I picked up my shawl and purse and started to head home for the night.