Muriel smiled. "True, and I suppose following the formula didn't work out so well for me, either. Still, I got twenty years and an ungreatful son out of it, and I was old enough and sensible enough to get a nice divorce settlement out of it, when it ended. Though that could have just been David being grateful that I decided to divorce him instead of killing him, which I think is still the preferred method of marriage anullment for a lot of witches who've married into wealthy families."
She helped George with the covers, shifting so they could be pulled up. Chuckled at George's question. "No mist," she replied. "Just an old woman with a lot in her head. I can't help getting a bit lost in it sometimes, especially in moments like these. No one can be sharp post-orgasm." She glanced up at him.