The Witch II

“You have a wolf too?”

Olivera reverted from her conversation with her wolf, and centered her attention on Miriam again. The latter was looking at her with eyes that had become widened with surprise, and a little other emotion akin with awe.

“Wow, that’s purely interesting, and puts a new twist to things. I like it though.” Miriam smiled, and Olivera didn’t know which one disorganized her, Miriam’s words, or the smile and connotation of the words the latter had just spoken.

“Explain that statement.” She stated rather, not finding it necessary to tell the lady that her smile was very beautiful, and then familiar too. The disorganization had come from the fact that there was now a seventy percent probability that Miriam was Raul’s sister. No longer thirty percent. No, not with that smile.

She wanted to ask Miriam to confirm her suspicions but she had a nagging feeling that the latter would deny it. So, she chose to talk about the unsettling statement, that even though it was said w