Total pages in book: 45
Estimated words: 42942 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 215(@200wpm)___ 172(@250wpm)___ 143(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 42942 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 215(@200wpm)___ 172(@250wpm)___ 143(@300wpm)
The faint sound of the door clicking had me turning to face her.
“Looks like you summoned your powers, dear. Now, what are you going to do about it?”
I sat down in the seat opposite her desk. I might have not been a believer in all this hocus pocus stuff yesterday, but today…today was starting to change my mindset. Maybe deep down inside, I always knew it was true. Sarah was right. I had started to push the idea away once the teasing in school started. It sucked coming from a family of witches while living in Salem.
“Today, I had this feeling come over me that Lucas had been hurt. I tried to ignore it but decided to call his office. That’s when I found out he had been hit by a car. Is that a power I possess?”
Lucy leaned against the table that was behind her desk and smiled at me. She looked so much like my mother, just a bit younger.
“Yes, that is.”
“Oy vey.” I stood and paced before I dropped back down in the chair. “I’m not, unfortunately.”
“You’re not what?”
“You just asked me if I was free for dinner tonight. I’m not.”
The corner of Lucy’s mouth twitched. “I didn’t voice my question, Hollie. You heard it and answered. You’ve been able to do that since you were about five. Respond to questions before they were even asked.”
I blinked at her a few times. “Kristin said the same thing to me the other day. I don’t think I do that.”
She chuckled. “Ask anyone who knows you, Hollie. You don’t do it often. I think your mind is far too busy, but when it is settled, you can sense things. When you started school, you would answer the teacher’s questions before she even asked them. That was when those awful little girls started to tease you. From that point on, you started to push your powers slowly away. You’ve always been able to sense things, so I’m not surprised that when Lucas was hurt, you felt it.”
“Sense things?”
Nodding, Lucy said, “One time, when you were seven, you came running into the house to tell us that Nathan had fallen off the swing and broken something. Your mother and father panicked and ran outside. The second they were in view of the swing set, they saw Nathan fall to the ground. He broke his wrist trying to catch himself. You saw it before it even happened. Your mother was in shock. We’ve never had someone in the family that possessed the powers you have. Well, we have, but it’s been a long time. She thought it was too powerful for a child. So, that was when she decided to pretend like she didn’t believe in the craft in the hope that you would as well.”
“What?” I softly asked as I searched my brain for the memory. “I don’t remember that.”
“That doesn’t surprise me.”
“But I can see having that happen with Nathan. He’s my brother. Why Lucas?”
“You have a strong connection to Lucas Payton.”
I laughed. “Hardly, Lucy. We can barely stand to be around one another.”
She tilted her head and gave me a look that said I was spewing bullshit.
“Fine. I secretly like him, but that doesn’t mean we have a connection.”
Walking around the table, she walked over to another table, picked up her cards, and walked back to the desk.
“I don’t think you needed a spell to gain Lucas’s attention, Hollie,” she said as she started to turn them over and place them on her desk. “As a matter of fact, I think by you using the wrong spell, for the wrong reason, you countered it.”
“It wasn’t a hex?”
“It was a spell to put a man in sunder, yes. The spell was meant to cause harm, but your true feelings for Lucas were mixed in with the spell. You truly didn’t want to cause him harm, you wanted his attention. Throw in the fact that you were casting the spell in all the wrong ways, and it turned out to be something different.”
“A bad luck spell?”
She pointed to me. “Yes. Now, you need to fix it.”
I leaned forward, eager to hear what she was going to do. “What are you going to do?”
Laughing, she shook her head. “Not me, you. You need to fix it. You cast the original spell, Hollie.”
Dropping back into the chair, I cursed under my breath. “Shit.”
“The question is, do you want to break the spell off of him?”
“Yes! He got hit by a car, for Pete’s sake. What do I have to do?”
Lucy cleared her throat and moved behind her desk. “You’ll need to ward off negative energy.”
I nodded. “Ward off negative energy. Should I be writing this down?”
Suddenly a pen and paper appeared in front of me. My eyes lifted from the paper to my aunt’s knowing gaze.