Witchy Coffee Crime (PAPERBACK)

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As Jessica Lavender strolled along the row of stores on Main Street, she mused about how her life had changed in a few short months. Going from being a baker in Portland to becoming a witch in Good Fortune was the stuff of vivid imaginations—not real life.

Yet here she was. With a store she didn’t want, a cat familiar who drove her crazy, and a ghostly mother, the burning ache to do her own thing was only getting stronger.

Quickly passing what was her mother’s store and was now hers, she avoided looking in the window. Jess should be inside Lavender’s Lotions and Potions right now, helping her secret sister. Not that Jenny was a secret. The fact that they were sisters was partly the issue, along with a father wanted for murder. 
According to Jess’s familiar, if Jenny’s whereabouts got out into the witchy world, there would be trouble.
With a deep-seated and ongoing irritation at only knowing part of the story, Jess’s struggle to deal with everything life had thrown at her these last few months was real.

Especially when the darn cat, Maestro, always knew more than he’d say. Getting information from him was like hunting for a four-leaf clover—not impossible but always a lengthy and eye-crossing process. Her mom was cagey about things too.

Sighing, Jess felt the weight of trouble that always seemed to linger in Good Fortune firmly on her shoulders. There were plenty more secrets for her to unravel, and sometimes it got her down.
Life was so much simpler several months ago, when she was just a baker and hadn’t discovered her powers. While she enjoyed helping people, which apparently was why witches existed, she craved a little normalcy—and fewer secrets.
Stopping at the end of the block, she peered in the window of the last store like she’d done a hundred times before. It was an indulgent and pointless exercise.
The shop might be empty and up for lease, but she’d already ruled it out. While Jess didn’t need a large place for her future bakery, it had to be big enough to hold a decent amount of customers.
Unfortunately, this was the only store available in town. Adding that to Maestro’s assertion that now wasn’t a good time to even consider it, she was more depressed than ever.