Epilogue

S ix months later…

One newly minted witch with some badass magic; a handsome witch with renewed powers, a saucy; if not a little misogynistic broom who'd formed a deep friendship with an older, wiser broom; a vampire who'd reserved a special place in her heart for a manservant; a manservant who still wasn't sure how he felt about that, but went with it anyway; a werewolf who'd been one of the newly minted witch's biggest cheerleaders; a half werewolf, half vampire who kept the peace; a blue manservant who'd formed a sweet bond with the above-mentioned manservant; a snuggly demon who was ever fascinated by magic; a zombie who loved to read; and a coven of witches, all gathered at the opening of a charity they'd decided to call Josh's House held in a magical place called Moonfall Cove…

"You've outdone yourself, Robbie!" Marty cooed, squeezing her in a tight hug. "This is beautiful! Just magnificent!"

"Not a lie, Miss Thang," Darnell praised, enveloping her next in his big embrace.

Carl, her favorite zombie ever, thumped her on the back. "Best w…witch ever," he cooed softly. "Looks be…a…utiful."

She brought his duct-taped hand to her cheek, looking around at Moonfall with a smile. It had taken a whole lot of collective magic, but they'd managed to put it back together.

Her and her coven.

She loved the magical cobblestone paths, the cottages all neatly lined along the winding roads in rainbow colors. Main Street with all the busy shops and candy cane awnings.

"Thank you! You know I couldn't have done this without all of you," she said, accepting a hug from Wanda as well. "Thanks for coming."

"You kidding? We wouldn't have fucking missed this for a trip to the Fountain of Youth, would we, Tater Tot?" Nina gripped her shoulder with an affectionate pat.

Tater Tot almost didn't wince when Nina wrapped an arm around his neck and hugged him. He'd been spending a lot of time at Nina's castle as of late, bonding with his fellow manservant and discovering that it was okay to seek a life of his own, filled with things that interested him. Like the murder basement and the new venture the OOPS girls were embarking on.

He'd confided he felt content, now that she was part of the coven and he knew Greer would always look after her, enabling him to let go, so to speak.

She missed him terribly after being with him every day of her life, but they visited often—he even had his own little apartment right here in Moonfall Cove. The coven had voted to give him a key to the gate—one that all he had to do was rub and it brought him directly to Robbie's door.

During the last few months, she'd learned so much, with still more to go. She loved the men and women of her coven, she loved how they'd welcomed her with open arms. How they'd accepted her, even though her magic was someone else's. They'd taught her how to make it her own.

But she especially loved that Greer had magic, too. When he'd cut off Gwinnifer's head, and all the magic she'd stolen from everyone escaped, he'd been sprinkled with some as well. While it wasn't as strong as his old powers, it was still pretty great.

They practiced together often, Robbie learning new things, Greer reaffirming what he already knew—and their relationship blossomed, becoming a magic of its own.

She loved how they'd dated, choosing to go slowly and adjust to all the new things in their life while they learned all about one another. Each day they spent together, working on Josh's House, sharing lunches and dinners, she fell deeper in love.

"Ms. Tisdale, you've done an amazing job," Greer whispered in her ear, sending a now familiar, thrilling chill along her spine.

Throwing her arms around him, Robbie planted a kiss on his lips. "Couldn't have done it without you and the coven."

It had been Greer's idea to start Josh's House. After her mother's grand jury indictment, and with the overwhelming evidence against her, she'd pleaded guilty, also absolving Robbie of any wrongdoing.

The relief of that had been enormous, and when the press got wind of it, Josh's mother Eva had called her and asked her to come visit.

It was a moment she'd never forget. Josh was on the upswing, his health improving day by day, and the best news of all? He was cancer free.

When Greer, the women of OOPS and her coven had approached her with an idea they'd cooked up about starting her own charity, a place where children could come and spend the day just having fun—a place to forget their illness and simply enjoy being children—she'd cried so hard, her eyes were probably still red.

When she found out the women of OOPS, Greer, and her coven had offered to fund it, she'd been speechless. They'd made Josh's House a reality.

Construction was almost done now, and every day when she visited the outside world to check on its progress, when she saw the gorgeous facility that would house castles and pirate ships and a playground with all the trimmings, she remembered how lucky she was—how much different and beautiful her life was since magic had become a part of her world.

This big bash today, to celebrate not only the upcoming opening of the building that would house Josh's House, but Josh's full recovery, was her every wish come true.

The coven had doused Moonfall with magic so humans could enter and, upon their departure, wouldn't remember the location.

They'd decorated it with paper streamers and more balloons than all the trees in Moonfall could hold. There were jugglers and ribbon dancers, and of course, Iron Man. Laughter filled the air and joy floated on the breeze.

As she watched Josh and his family select food from the buffet of desserts Arch and Tottington had made, she sighed with happiness.

"Do you think Mrs. Campisi's gonna do backbends for the kids?" Greer asked, cuddling her close.

Robbie snickered, letting her head fall to his shoulder. "I'm telling you, it's such an amazing feat, you almost can't believe it's happening."

Mrs. Campisi, someone who'd made a frightening place bearable, who'd welcomed her with smelly fish and her own brand of affection, had become a dear friend over the last several months.

She was also alone, and when Robbie moved to Moonfall full time, she couldn't bear that Mrs. Campisi would be left with only Blonda and Mick The Tic's antics.

So after much discussion with the coven and the OOPS gang, she'd approached Mrs. Campisi about moving somewhere safer, paid for with the money Robbie had tucked away during all those years when she'd worked for her mother.

Mrs. Campisi had been reluctant at first, she didn't want a free ride from anyone. She knew how to earn her keep. But after telling her the details of the offer—and after Nina, with her usual charm with older folk, had talked to her—she'd agreed to moving to a senior living facility situated right next to where Josh's House was located.

And she'd offered her a job at the facility as part of the deal, so she could "earn her keep." Mrs. Campisi was going to be their receptionist and overall fun-maker.

"Hey, where are Hervé and Gary?"

He chuckled, pressing a kiss to her lips. "Last I saw, Gary was talking him out of trying to get a date with Lorena's vacuum."

Lorena was the platinum-blonde witch who'd tried to warn her in the Lost Lands, where she'd been trapped by Gwinnifer's evil doing.

She'd become a friend and a confidant…and a very patient vacuum owner.

They still didn't know for sure how she'd landed in the Lost Lands, but they'd settled on a theory. They simply didn't know. They didn't even know how Lorena had known her name. They'd eventually chalked it up to the universe trying to send her some kind of warning that turned out to be a mixed signal, and that would have to be enough of an explanation.

"I swear, that broom is going to be the death of me," Robbie joked. But she loved him to pieces. He'd help save her. He'd been right. He was useful, but more than that, he was her friend. A dear friend.

Even if he could be a sexist goon. They were working on that.

"So whaddya say we go and get some of that apple pie Tater Tot made?"

She whirled around in his arms and shook her finger at him with a giggle. "He's gonna kill you if he hears you call him that."

He grinned his amazing grin. "Let him try. It's not like I haven't already outlived one attempted assassination. I'm kinda bulletproof," he bragged.

"Have I told you how grateful I am that you're bulletproof?"

"Not today, but maybe you could show me. I mean, if you're willing."

Robbie looked at him, a question in her eyes. "Huh?"

Greer snapped his fingers, producing a shiny ring. "Make me the happiest witch in the world and marry me, Roberta Tisdale?"

She didn't need to think twice about her answer. She'd known since their first official date at a hot dog stand in the middle of Long Island during a snowstorm.

She was deeply in love and falling deeper by the second.

Looking into his beautiful green eyes, Robbie whispered, "Yes. Always yes."

The End

There'll be plenty more Accidental adventures in 2025, but I hope you'll check out the ladies' newest adventures with the first book in their spin-off series, The Accidental Detectives : It's Called Murder, Brenda! Look it up! Coming in December of 2024!