Whatâ€™s going on?â€� Ingrid asked. â€œListen, nothing bad today, please.â€� She pulled a chair out and sat down. Faye stared at her and said the words as quickly as she could. â€œIâ€™m just going to give it to you straight as I can. Mila is a witch.â€� Ingrid busted out with a laugh. â€œI wouldnâ€™t call her that,â€� she said. â€œThatâ€™s a little harsh, isnâ€™t it?â€� She poured the juice into her glass and took a drink. â€œWhat did the brat do this time?â€� She set her glass down.