In the Company of Witches (Evenfall Witches B&B, #1)

by Auralee Wallace

“It’s the perfect fall night to be snug inside by the fire.”

Brynn, sometimes the sun lifts you up, sometimes the clouds bring you down, but if you’re a smart witch, you’ll ignore all that and ride the wind.

there was something a bit magical about the silence of a room filled with books.

I had so many things I needed to do, but feeding the cat breakfast definitely came first.

That was the thing about grief I had come to know so well. It was always too much. The loss always too big. The pain always takes up too much space. It takes all the room you have until there is nothing left, and then it takes even more.