“Good,” said Agatha with a smile. “I hereby call Coven Chapter Number 2814 to order...”
Carl and Steve, utterly bewildered by everything that had happened this morning, sat silently on the floor where
Agatha had gestured for them to take their places. Steve smoothed his long, denim skirt and fidgeted with his
legs, trying to figure out how to sit properly on the floor while wearing a skirt. For the first time this
morning, he eyed Carl's tight, revealing, black leggings with envy.
The beginning of the meeting was like nothing either man would have expected or could have predicated for a real
life coven of witches – it was mundane, bureaucratic, and downright boring!
Agatha called the meeting to order, briefly ran through an outline of today's meeting agenda, then asked for the
secretary-treasurer to read the minutes from their last meeting. That was subsequently followed by a brief yet
excruciatingly dull financial report on the club's current budget and outlying expenditures...
Steve felt himself almost dozing off when suddenly Agatha arrived at an item of the agenda that had Steven and
Carl both sitting up straight and suddenly paying rapt attention to.
What next?