Hitting End, I smiled and hit my mother’s number and waited for her to answer.
“Sweetheart, I’ve been expecting your call.”
Grinning like a fool, I blurted out, “I need your help with a spell.”
I could almost hear her nodding. “Tomorrow, nine in the morning.”
“I’ll be there!”
Hollie
“How did you learn what all of this stuff does?” I asked as I leaned down and smelled some lavender in my mother’s greenhouse.
“I learned it from my mother who learned it from her mother. And so on.”
Sliding onto a stool, I watched as my mother moved about in her happy space. I realized she was totally in her element. How had I never noticed it before?
“Was it hard, hiding who you really were from me?”
Pausing, she turned to face me. “At times. I always believed that when you were ready, you’d find your gift.”
I smiled, then frowned. “What if…? What if I don’t know how to use it? I mean, I answer people before they even ask a question or make a comment. Some don’t pay any attention to it. Other people look at me like I’m some kind of weirdo. And the last couple of weeks, I’ve seen things in my head before they even happen.”
She leaned against a table as she watched me intently. “That’s happened to you before when you were younger. Does that scare you?”
Thinking about her question, I shook my head. “No. It feels…”
My voice trailed off.
“Normal?”
I nodded. “Yes!”
“Have you talked to Sarah or Lucy about your visions? Or Lucas?”
“Lucas? I can’t tell Lucas about that.”
She looked confused. “Why not?”
“Mom, if I tell him I see things before they happen, he’ll think I’m losing my mind!”
Laughing, she pushed off the counter. “He loves you and won’t think that. Your father never thought I was losing my mind.”
My mouth fell open. “You have visions?”
“No, I don’t have that gift. I can sense things. Like last night, I knew you’d be calling me, and you did. But the first time I told your father I was a witch, I think he laughed for about ten minutes before he realized I was being serious.”
Smiling once again, I thought of the night I brought Lucas home from the hospital and told him we needed to do a reversal spell. No doubt about it, he thought I was crazy.
“I don’t know. It’s only happened twice since I came to the dark side.”
“Hollie Craft, do not say that. There is nothing dark about it.”
I sighed. “I know, I’m just kidding. Speaking of spells…”
“Oh, were we talking about spells?”
Giving her a smirk, I pulled out the spell I had copied down. “Can I do this spell—but for two other people besides myself?”
