It wasn’t often you’d see Tillie without her broom.
From sunup to sundown she’d sweep the sidewalks, the streets, the floors of the little shack she called home.
After dark, she was nowhere to be found.
But on quiet nights, you could hear laughter as she streaked across the sky.
Susan Gale Wickes is from Indiana. Her only mode of transportation is her trusty SUV.
A Special Broom! :)
The best kind! Thanks for reading.
I LOVE this one! And perfect for Halloween. Great writing!
Thanks, Linda!
I love it.. really like witch stories , well done
Thanks, Susan. I’m glad you enjoyed it.
Absolutely enchanting.
Thank you, Michelle.