The Good Witch's Garden Page #7

- Never.

- Tom Brack?

- Nope.

- I think you have.

Because it's you.

You've been pulling the same crime

all over the state using different names.

- Nonsense.

- You can change your name,

you can change your address,

you can even change your looks, but you

can't change your fingerprints, Nick.

You don't own Grey House, do you?

The truth, Nick.

Have it your way.

At least let me get changed.

- Oh, oh.

- Jake.

Every man has a right to change.

What are you going to do?

You've hurt a lot of people, Nick.

And I can't let you continue.

You're not going to stop me.

No, she won't. But I will, Nick.

You know, I've got a half

dozen people in this state

that are willing to testify about

the things you've done wrong.

I am going... That plant... I'm

going to sue you for damages!

I gave you enough rope.

You're the one who tied

yourself up in knots.

"It's on today at 4.

Be there!

Steve & Duke."

You know, I think we

should take up gardening.

Really?

Yeah, sure. That would be nice.

Oh, good. We'll hire someone tomorrow.

There you are!

You know, I knew that man was

trouble the moment I laid eyes on him.

Really? Most everyone thought

that Nick was terrific.

- And that I was the problem.

- Oh, really?

I have to admit,

you have done a beautiful

job with this party.

Thank you, Martha.

But please keep your comments to a minimum.

After all, the fireworks are set for 7.

Well, Martha, I will follow your example

and I will try not to talk too much.

Huh.

- It's gonna be great!

- I know.

Hey, guys. What are you doing?

Waiting for you.

You're gonna light a fire?

Firecrackers.

We're gonna throw them up in

the air when they're dancing.

And then they'll really be dancing.

- We might get caught.

- How?

It's gonna be a stampede, like a riot.

- A laugh riot.

- What if somebody gets hurt?

Look, I'm not asking you. I'm telling you.

So do it or you're out.

Man... I told you not to

trust some stupid cop's kid.

You know what?

My dad's a good guy.

And he's a lot smarter than you morons.

Brandon, Steve, Duke...

Just the three I was looking for.

I see you like firecrackers.

Well, the fireworks are starting soon,

and I need three men to help

keep the kids at a safe distance.

- Us?

- It's a big responsibility.

But you'll be closer to

the action than anyone else.

Check in with Mayor Tinsdale.

So, did you take a good

long look at yourself?

Yeah.

I liked what I saw.

Hello.

- I love your corsage.

- Thanks. Cassie gave it to me yesterday.

It doesn't wilt.

- You girls look awfully cute.

- Adorable.

Oh, and look at those two.

- George.

- You're a pretty good dancer, George.

Flattery will get you everywhere.

A man who can garden and dance?

And cook.

Just ask the girls in your

Garden Club. I'm quite a catch.

Where's that granddaughter of yours?

Speak to the angel.

- Guess what.

- What?

We spoke to Mr. Bartlett,

our history teacher. And...

- We both got "A's!"

- Congratulations.

- Thank you.

- That's so good.

Look how beautiful!

Ladies and gentlemen of

Middleton, honored guests,

I want to thank you for coming by to visit

the oldest home in Middleton, Grey House.

It was built by a remarkable woman

and I'm honored to stand here

200 years later and call it my home.

I intend to give it all the love and care

that I possibly can so

that 200 years from tonight,

others will stand here and say, as we do,

"What a wonderful home."

I want to extend a special thank you

to each and every citizen of Middleton

for pulling together and

donating what they could

so that we could have our grand finale.

- So generous.

- Girls.

"Ladies and gentlemen."

A little bit louder.

"The best place

for the f...

for the fireworks

is on the south lawn!"

Bravo! Bravo!

Shall we go to the south lawn?

Cassie, you're quite a host.

It's the guests who make the party.

You always seem to have

the right words to say.

Oh, thank you.

Do you mind if we watch from here?

I like my fireworks from a distance.

They look like little spring flowers.

Yeah. Sure.

So, do you think it was

a lucky chain of events?

Lucky?

Yeah, that the whole

town came together to pay

for these fireworks, after

Nick ruined our plans.

Well, maybe that was the plan.

I might have a trick

of my own up my sleeve.

Open it.

Marry me?

Yes.

I hope the magic never fades.

It won't.

Trust me.

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