Like raccoons in your garbage, zombies can be a nuisance, but does the neighbor woman really have to shoot at everything that moves?
Vegan witches Hayley and Skylar fully intend to have nothing to do with the zombies (or the neighbor woman) until a zombie conks Skylar's ex-girlfriend over the head with a rock. But was the attacker really a zombie? And why is the ex-gf now looking more like a zombie than she ever did before (because really, she never looked all that good)?
A rampaging mess of undead deceit and stopped time upends the witches' lives and gets Detective Nakamura's knickers in a twist.
Who can blame him for being upset when his daughter Emma is arrested for murder?
The outcome hinges on Gucci loafers and a bit of magic.
Rated PG. No newts were harmed in the making of this magic.