How a Pastor’s Wife Got Me into Witchcraft
Someone once told me sunshine was good for the mood. This was before science proclaimed the benefits of vitamin D. So whenever I was feeling blah, I went to the local tanning salon. One February word had gotten around there was a new salon in town and I decided to check it out. As I pulled into the parking lot I was pleasantly surprised at the lovely fragrance of the flowers on tables. There was an abundance of giant ferns and foliage in front of the store. Once inside I noticed it much more than a tanning salon. There were hairdressing stations, exercise machines, and a glass display with an array of essential oils, massage stones, and incense. The place was a hippie’s paradise and the atmosphere was incredibly peaceful and serene. Plants were everywhere and it was like stepping into a tropical paradise.
The woman was remarkably pleasant and cheerful. As I paid, I complimented her on the beautiful plants and she mentioned they were for sale. Not being one to be good with plants I decided to give it a go anyway and purchased a couple of fragrant stocks.
Every two to three weeks I returned and had built a rapport, even though I never really knew her personally. Eventually, I would just call upstairs that I was there and she’d call down to let myself into the tanning booth. I never felt so at home. I would call “good-bye! I’m buying a couple…
