Her eyes were laser sharp.  It took the witch only a few seconds to scan the earth and find her sister's house.  She had a perfect view of it from the black moon.  She saw the new Cadillac parked in the driveway.  She peered thru the front window and saw her sister sitting at the kitchen table.  She too had a husband and grandchildren.  The witch thought back to how she had babysat her sister's children so she could finish college.  And how had her sister repaid her?  She didn't even invite her sister to her son's wedding.  Then when their mother had died she hid their mother's will and stole all the money.  Her sister and her brother were in it together.  They made her believe their mother didn't love her.  Made her believe she didn't deserve to be included.

She pulled out the bag of sparkling black dust from her pocket.  She was ready to throw it and curse her sister's house.  When suddenly she stopped.  She remembered what her aunt had told her one day.  You are the nicest and kindest one in the family.

She looked around and called to the other witches in the black moon.  "Sister witches tell me what to do?   Do I throw this black dust and curse her or do I walk away and leave it up to fate?

The witch called out for help louder and louder but no one answered.