Chapter 4
“I’d never thought I’d allow myself to say this, but we need to get our pretty little behinds back to Westview,” Agatha sniffs a gold cap to a bottle of perfume on Wanda’s vanity dresser set and makes a face from the strong seductive scent. She clips the cap back on and flicks her nose.
“Are you nuts? I’m not going back there,” Wanda scoffs, throwing on a pair of fresh sweatpants.
“Everybody thinks I’m dead. And the ones that don't, wish I was!”
“If it makes you feel any better, Red, I’ll step up and confess to all those lame-o’s, it was me who put a curse on the whole town and made everything more goddamn difficult—yaddie, yaddie, yah! Okay?” Agatha snatches a ring from Wanda’s jewelry box and slips it on. The amethyst stone fit snug on her left middle finger.
She admiringly holds out her hand; flashing the costume market jewelry.
“Purple’s always been my color,” she gushes.
“I don’t want to leave,” Wanda responds firmly. “Westview has moved on without me.”
“Can we at least get my rabbit back? I don’t want that doormat Dottie to feed him anything from her garden!”
Agatha scowls.