"But, I do need some help." Reeza added.
Hattie has been watching Caroline's encounter with Reeza. "Whad' she want?"
Hattie was standing at the door of the kitchen with her hands on her hips,"That woman's no good."
"Hattie, granted she dressed a bit eccentrically. But I found her very pleasant."
"She can be trouble."
"Do you know her?" asked Caroline.
"Don't have to. Her bad juju entered with her."
Blanche walked up to join the conversation, "Juju? What the heck is Juju?"
"That there lady is a priestess!"
"A priestess?" exclaimed Caroline.
"Yes mam. A Voodoo priestess from the bayou. She up to no good - being she's in town."
Blanche smiled at Hattie, knowing Hattie did not make such declarations without grounds."Do we need to sprinkle garlic on the door step, carry around old amulets, or special crystals?"
Hattie's face showed she found no humor in Blanche's comment.
Caroline asked,"Blanche, how do you know so much about heading off Voodoo?"
"My Grandmother used to talk about it when I was little. She would tell me all these stories about Voodoo, you know tales of Marie Laveau and Tarot cards."
As Hattie turned to go back into the kitchen, she just said, "Y'all ain't takin' me seriously. This is not sumpon you want to mess with."