Bittersweet Magic
“Any minute now, it would roll down her face and probably drip off the end of her nose. What a weird last thought.She tugged the Key out of her pocket, and the metal snagged almost as though it didn’t want to come. But it did—no magical reprieve there. Was she still hoping for a happy ending? She’d believed she’d given up on them long ago.She dangled the Key in front of her. Jack reached for it, and she edged away. “Wait, I have to remove the spell first. Otherwise…poof.”He cast her a dirty glance, but he did step back. No one wanted to go “poof.” Andarta was watching her, her face expressionless, but at least she didn’t appear suspicious.“So you’ll take me with you, let me be part of this?”“Of course. I said so, didn’t I?” Andarta sounded just a mite irritated.“So you did.”And of course, demons never lie.She dug into her other pocket and pulled out a pin; she needed blood. Then she had to speak some words. For a second, her mind went blank. Crap, she couldn’t remember the words.Panic ...threatened to envelop her mind, drag her down, and swallow her up.MoreLess
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