An unlucky witch. A talking pink iguana. A frustrated ghost needing to know who killed him. Welcome back to Witch's Cove where the people-with the exception of a few random lawbreakers-are friendly and the sun always shines. If you want to talk to a dead relative, learn about your future, or need a spell created just for you, you've come to the right place. Hi, I'm Glinda Goodall, and after fourteen years of hearing my iguana complain about how my spell turned his green skin pink, I finally have a chance to help him. The problem? I'm either the worst witch in Florida or the unluckiest. At the store where I buy my potions, the owner happened to be out of town. No worries. Why shouldn't I trust the ancient substitute who is hard of hearing and doesn't see well? Long story short, she mixed in the wrong ingredient, and instead of turning Iggy back to green, I ended up seeing ghosts! Just my luck, the first semi-translucent figure I ran into was recently murdered and wants my help to figure out who did it. Never one to turn down a soul in need, I agree. If you want to tag along, please do. You'll find me at the Tiki Hut Grill most days serving breakfast and smiles. Oh, yeah. I found a talking cat too!
An unlucky witch. A talking pink iguana. A frustrated ghost needing to know who killed him. Welcome back to Witch's Cove where the people-with the exception of a few random lawbreakers-are friendly and the sun always shines. If you want to talk to a dead relative, learn about your future, or need a spell created just for you, you've come to the right place. Hi, I'm Glinda Goodall, and after fourteen years of hearing my iguana complain about how my spell turned his green skin pink, I finally have a chance to help him. The problem? I'm either the worst witch in Florida or the unluckiest. At the store where I buy my potions, the owner happened to be out of town. No worries. Why shouldn't I trust the ancient substitute who is hard of hearing and doesn't see well? Long story short, she mixed in the wrong ingredient, and instead of turning Iggy back to green, I ended up seeing ghosts! Just my luck, the first semi-translucent figure I ran into was recently murdered and wants my help to figure out who did it. Never one to turn down a soul in need, I agree. If you want to tag along, please do. You'll find me at the Tiki Hut Grill most days serving breakfast and smiles. Oh, yeah. I found a talking cat too!
