The witch held the bag of black dust and closed her eyes.  She yelled out the most vicious curse she knew.  The other witches applauded her and kept chanting "Do it!  Do it!"  

She opened her eyes and tried to focus for a direct hit when she heard her name being called.  It was not her given name but a name she answered to.

"Grandma, Grandma, we are back from the park.  Wake up Grandma.  After the park, Grandpa took us to McDonald's.  We brought hamburgers and fries home for lunch."

She got up from the recliner and walked over to the kitchen.  She gave her husband a hug and a kiss.

"What was that for?  You must really like McDonald's."

"That was for not giving up on me.  Not giving up on us so many years ago."

As her husband unpacked the lunch, he admitted he almost did. " Your brother was really mean to me.  I almost left you.  But then what would I be now?  A lonely old man with no wife, no children, and no grandchildren.  Then he bent down to pet their grandchildren's dog.  And no granddog."

Their granddaughter listening intently to their conversation asked and "What would you be Grandma if you didn't marry Grandpa?"

As Grandma sat down to lunch she thought a moment and laughed.  " I guess I would be an old ugly witch living in a black moon."