Charity Jones was a collector of things. She started small: buttons and bows, needles and pins, those little bits and pieces a person often needs.
She kept them neatly; jars and tins filled her cupboards.
She had books for cooks and pots and pans, mixing bowls and fancy cake stands. Cauldrons for witches and… well, that’s when it got out of hand.
There were reports in the neighbourhood of eyeless newts and earless bats, headless chickens and missing cats.
It was quite a while before they caught her.
So, beware of little old ladies with sharp eyes and overstuffed cupboards.
Written in response to a prompt from Susan T. Braithwaite
Genre Scribes Friday Fiction Writing Challenge #25
The challenge this week was charity.