The Good Witch's Garden Page #3

But, I mean, throwing open your

doors to strangers off the street...

Well, they won't be strangers for long.

Frankly, I don't believe that

you're the best judge of people.

I don't judge people, Martha.

Especially when I first meet them.

People have a way of showing

you who they really are

if you just give them time.

Whatever that means.

You're welcome to stop

by and meet him, anytime.

Ha! That'll be a cold day in July!

Oh, I couldn't agree more.

I'm working on it.

It's a perfect opportunity to

take advantage of the situation.

Okay, I got to go.

Taking care of business?

It never ends.

For you and me both.

So, did you do any sightseeing today?

No. To tell you the truth, I'm

perfectly happy just to stay here.

Yeah, Grey House does have a

magnetic quality, doesn't it?

Yes. Keeps whispering to me,

"Stay. Stay."

Are you sure that wasn't

the hiss of my boiler pipes?

I need to replace those

as soon as I can afford it.

Well,

old houses are an expensive proposition.

Yes, they are.

The house you once thought

historic and charming

suddenly becomes a money pit.

Well, my love for Grey

House is unconditional.

How does the old poem go? Thanks.

"Even the weariest river

winds its way safe to sea."

This home is the end of a

very long journey for me.

Yes, you've been through

so much in your life.

What do you mean, "my life?"

Only that a real home is

that much more to the orphan

who spent so many years wandering.

Who told you that?

I had a great aunt in Baltimore.

She mapped the entire family tree.

You were one of the most

interesting branches.

Hmm. Well, I would love

to see that some time.

Say.

That guy Cassie took

in, he is something else!

- What happened?

- He offered to buy me a donut!

Really? Why am I not surprised?

But I told him cops and

donuts was a crude stereotype.

So, he apologized.

And he offered to buy me

- a whole bag of donuts.

- Oh, good.

Nice guy.

- Good looking, too.

- I haven't noticed.

He's like a movie star or something.

Yeah. Just like he's playing a part?

You got to lighten up, Jake.

- He seems like an okay guy to me.

- Seems.

I'm not buying it.

I've been climbing his family tree.

There's a lot of limbs missing.

I can't find anything

about this great ancestor

of his, Captain Hamblin.

And what does Cassie think?

Same as she always thinks.

She operates on intuition.

I'm going to get the facts.

He's new in this house.

We're going to give him

the benefit of the doubt.

Just be patient.

Hello, Nick.

Superstitious?

No. Not at all.

That old myth always bothered Isis.

Would you hand me my broom?

Yeah.

You make even the simplest

task seem like poetry.

Do you ever stop working?

A big house is a big responsibility.

That it is.

It's a shame no one took you up on your ad.

These are tough times right now.

Still, I'm enjoying our

private time together.

Good. You can help me sweep.

Do you think it has

magic powers or something?

You think?

Maybe. It belongs to Cassie Nightingale.

Is... is that writing?

Can you read it?

Sure.

"Saved my life.

1816."

I think it's the smallest bulbs

that bloom the earliest.

But don't quote me on it. Good.

Gwen! Come in.

Uh, I usually plant them about a foot deep.

No, no. Uh, six inches.

No. A foot.

Yeah, you're welcome, um,

for what it's worth.

Good-bye, Cicely.

Cicely Price? Vice

President of the Garden Club?

Oh, boy. She sure asks a lot of questions.

Well, I don't have a question

for you but I do have an answer.

Remember the pests on

that plant you brought in?

I'll let the answering machine get it.

Hi, George. I'm putting

in the wooden stakes

for next season's tomatoes, and I wonder,

would you have an extra

hammer in your tool chest?

Maybe I could swing on over and borrow it.

Was that our treasurer, Mrs. Carlyle?

Ah, I don't know.

I only have eyes for one girl.

And that's my special angel Lori here.

Mrs. Harrison, I'd like you to

meet my favorite girl in the world,

my granddaughter Lori.

And this is my friend, Jess.

That's a

very fine-looking dibble.

- Dribble?

- Dibble.

- What's that?

- It's a gardening tool.

That one looks handmade.

A long, long time ago.

We still use them, to dig a

little hole to plant a seed.

Lori, you think this thing is real history?

Yeah. And look at that, Grandpa.

"Saved my life.

1816."

That's interesting.

You know, I believe the Historical Society

has some books on colonial gardening.

Thanks, Mrs. Harrison! Let's go!

Thanks, Grandpa!

You have a lovely granddaughter.

I have to agree with you.

Um, Australian aphid.

- I beg your pardon?

- You wanted to know the name of that pest.

It's definitely Australian aphid.

Thank you.

But you'll have to act quickly.

Um, do you have a pen, Mr. O'Hanrahan?

Call me George.

George, I have the loveliest garden basil,

and I'm making a pesto that's

much too much for just one.

Call me.

You seem to be very busy. I'll, uh,

- I'll let you go.

- Gwen.

Hi.

- What time is it?

- Uh, I don't know. 6:10.

Oh, my gosh.

- Uh, sorry. Give me five minutes, okay?

- Oh, it's okay.

We're not in a rush. I'm

not much for sequels anyway.

Sorry about that. I

just lost track of time,

with the house, the shop and the garden.

And the guest.

You don't like him, do you?

Well, I haven't know him long

enough to form an opinion.

I do know he's moved around

a lot in the past 5 years.

Jake, so did I.

Until I found Grey House.

Maybe it runs in the family.

I haven't found any details about

his connection to the Captain.

Talk to Nick.

Talk to him? Why would I believe him?

You're saying he's a liar?

No, I'm just saying keep

your distance. That's all.

- Jake Russell, you're jealous.

- No.

- No, I'm not.

- Yes, you are.

Of who? "Slick?"

Just because he's handsome

- and charming...

- Oh, now it comes out!

No. What's just come out

is that you don't trust me.

No, it's your guest I don't trust.

Oh, have a little faith in people!

Cassie, after 18 years of being a cop,

I've learned a few things.

Bad things can happen to good people.

Just think of all the good

things you'd miss out on

- if you always had that attitude.

- Cassie.

You have this wonderful way of

bringing out the best in people.

I just don't want anyone

to take advantage of that.

- I'm not worried.

- Well, maybe you should be.

We can't afford to be too trusting.

- I can't afford not to.

- I know you have bills. I know.

Jake, a life where you can't

trust people is a pretty poor life.

- Just promise me that...

- I know what I'm doing.

- Two.

- Sure thing.

Hello, Mrs. Tinsdale.

I'm sorry. Have we met?

No. I'm about to remedy that.

My name is Nick. Nick Chasen.

Now where have I heard that name?

I'm staying at Grey House.

Yes, well, I'm just picking

up some pastries and tea.

To go.

Tea in a cardboard cup? No, no.

- I won't allow that.

- Oh, but I...

Why don't you share my Earl Grey?

- But I...

- It's perfectly steeped.

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