Witchin' Sugar — Lissa Matthews

Merry Christmas!

Yeah, yeah, I know it's not really Christmas, but look! I have snow falling on my cottage and twinkling lights strung from here to there, and back again. And doesn't it look adorable all decorated?

Okay, fine. I get it. You're not into this Christmas in July thing. But what about cookies? You like sugar cookies, right? Me, too!

See, I had this grand plan to bake all the cookies this week, but that speck of dust on the recipe? Apparently, it wasn't a speck of dust at all because I now have three old-fashioned, thieving ghosts in my kitchen. They're confused, calling me Gertie ( I so do not look like a Gertie), and trying to leave out the door. Don't get me wrong now, I'd be glad for them to, but I can't have them floating all over town causing chaos and calling attention to the situation

No, I just need to handle it myself, or at least enlist the help of my sisters. Definitely not the demon without the words 'Get Lost' in his vocabulary, though. I don't need him involved. And whatever we do, we are not going to utter the name Baba Yaga.

So, come on. I need to get to fixing this mess.