I might be a witch

Hazel held tight to Alex as they all stood looking at the old woman.

“And you are?” Alex asked covering his fear with curiosity.

“Gladys, Gladys Kentucky,” she said with a smile.

“Are you Gloria Kentucky's mother?” he asked for the old woman to smile.

“Oh, dear Gloria, I’m her aunty. I am Gloria's father's sister. I saw the Kentucky bloodline in her that’s why I came directly to her. Come” she said walking towards the shabby house.

“Alex, let’s go back” Hazel whispered for Alex to chuckle.

“Let’s feed our curiosity, dear wife.” He said as he held Hazel's hands and they quietly followed the old lady towards the old farmhouse.

Inside the dark-looking room with light sipping from the broken weak woods of the house, the old lady asked the three of them to sit but none was ready to risk sitting on a shabby-looking cushion chair.

“We are good, thanks,” Alex said for the old lady to chuckle.

“I might be a witch, but I can’t hurt her, that means I can’t hurt you both too because she’s with yo