“Um, excuse me,” Victoria turned to find a group of garden
gnomes standing in front of her. “We heard you were a witch. We could use your
help.”
“Uh…sure. What…?”
“Our brother has gone missing. He’s been away now for quite
some time.” Randy Red spoke with obvious fear in his tone. “Would you please
help us find him?”
“Couldn’t someone have come in and purchased him?”
“Oh, no, we’re not for sale.” Amber stated.
“None of you?”
“We’re part of a personal collection of the Warner family.
Fred makes one of us each year as a celebration of sorts.” Greg the Green replied.
“Yeah, there’s a big party and everything!” Amber exclaimed.
