Olive’s letters
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Olive Framley Entry 9, 16th May.
I’m in hot water with Aunty Ermingarde. I don’t mind, really. I went over for tea and I was telling her about going off fortune telling and she took it really personally, shouting about my lying to the town (is it my fault they won’t pay me if I tell the truth?!) and then she… Continue reading
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Olive Framley Entry 8, 12th May.
Last night I couldn’t sleep and I got up and wandered about. Firenze stirred for a moment, looked at me curiously, stared at me with an almost impertinent pointedness, and then pulled a leaf of sage off the plant and disappeared. I took this to mean that he must have understood our conversation. I wondered… Continue reading
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Olive Framley Entry 7, 9th May.
Firenze has given me a shock. I knew we had a bond and I thought it was surprising when I had a future flash, but I have discovered that I vastly underestimated him. This morning I went down his enclosure and he was gone. I was frantic and I called Hatty, who denied having seen… Continue reading
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Olive Framley Entry 6, 26th April.
You will not have even read my previous letter as I write this, but I lay awake tossing and turning last night and worrying about this woman, this Mrs Webfoot. She seems to know about me and even know when I’m lying… so I realised I could go one better. Why do years of work… Continue reading
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Olive Framley Entry 5, 25th April.
The strange weather continues. Yesterday it was raining on one side of Crag Cottage but not on the other. The town was covered in rain, and over the sea it was bright and sunny. I wondered if it was some sort of trick… something meant to draw me out. I put on my coat, and… Continue reading
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Olive Framley Entry 4, 23rd April.
Dear Talia, It’s been a difficult few days for poor Firenze. I think Hatty must’ve disturbed the enclosure, or else the new surroundings have confused him, as he ended up climbing out and I ended up with him curled up next to me as I tried to plan a tarot reading. Continue reading
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Olive Framley Entry 2, 16th April.
It was sunny as I went for a walk down to the sea caves, but on my way up the uneven stairs, it started pouring. There wasn’t much to be done until I spotted the old lighthouse at the edge of the promontory, since it was too far to run home, so I decided to… Continue reading
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Olive Framley Entry 1, 10th April.
Dear Talia, You’ll never guess what. I am not the only witch in town! She looks awfully small, this other girl, with the fairytale name of Lucy Skylark. She’s a scruffy looking kid even when she’s at work – she got a job at Coastal Coffee before I did, but the kid is selling coffee… Continue reading
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Olive Framley’s Magical Year
From: Genevieve Olive Framley-Waters Crag Cottage Barkmouth Dear Talia, I’m settled in at last. This is a funny, pokey little town you’ve sent me to and the cottage definitely needs some renovation. But I’ve set up and I’ve managed to put around some business cards. Continue reading
Helen Speaks 