I guess I should have known.
I should have at least guessed that getting her mad was a bad idea. Breaking up with her was a level of bad I didn’t realize even existed.
Like, she took everything.
I don’t mean credit cards, money, jewelry, expensive etc. etc. etc.
I mean ev–ry–thing.
My shampoo. My clothes. My hangers. My washer and dryer. My microwave. My couch. My bed. My kitchen table. My stove. I think by now you get the idea of what I mean by everything.
She even took the light fixtures and the light bulbs. And the extra light bulbs too.
I guess I should have known better than to make a witch as powerful as her mad.
I can only hope that she’ll at least return my clothes.