Tiddly Jinx
“She accepted the hugs and words of encouragement stoically, which wasn’t unusual for her, but she looked tired, fragile, and there was still something a little off about her. Of course she’d just spent 24 hours in a damp, windowless dungeon that I knew from my own experiences had rats—big ones—so who could blame her.
She cracked her neck and massaged the muscles in her shoulders with both hands. “So where are we with the binding spell?”
“I think Gram has it worked out. We need to do a practice cast on another book to make sure it works, but otherwise I think we’re good.”
“Let’s do it,” Jessica said.
Together we bound a completely innocent book about the great brownie invasion of 1485 that probably hadn’t been cracked opened since…well, 1485.
“Try it,” Katrina said, nudging the book toward me.
I picked it up and opened it, but every word and picture was gone from the inside. I flipped through the pages to make sure, but nothing was there. I smiled and tossed the book back to the center... of the room.MoreLess
She cracked her neck and massaged the muscles in her shoulders with both hands. “So where are we with the binding spell?”
“I think Gram has it worked out. We need to do a practice cast on another book to make sure it works, but otherwise I think we’re good.”
“Let’s do it,” Jessica said.
Together we bound a completely innocent book about the great brownie invasion of 1485 that probably hadn’t been cracked opened since…well, 1485.
“Try it,” Katrina said, nudging the book toward me.
I picked it up and opened it, but every word and picture was gone from the inside. I flipped through the pages to make sure, but nothing was there. I smiled and tossed the book back to the center... of the room.MoreLess
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