he had two weeks to decide if hed made a mistake accepting this summer job . the scrape of boots on stone . she smiled back , her heart overflowing with joy , and rose on her tiptoes to whisper in his ear , `` i do n't think i truly want perfection anyway . '' i pick up my gin and drain the glass , not taking my eyes off him . i just needed to be moving , doing something . `` no , but she 's not your average witch either . '' 