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“Exactly,” I say, slapping the book closed.
“So what are you going to do? Are you going to talk to your grandma and mom?” Piper asks.
I nod, sliding the book back in my bag, pulling out the only one I haven’t opened. Setting it on my lap, I let my hand run across the cover.
“Yes, I will. But she gave me these books, which means in some sense, she knows exactly what the hell we’ve gotten ourselves into. And if she knows what we’ve gotten ourselves into, she knows what needs to be done to stop it.” My hand slaps the cover of the book. “And she gave me this.”
“What is it?” Vera asks.
I crack it open, immediately feeling an energy from the pages. My fingers brush the ink, the rough texture making me shiver. My eyes scan the many spells, rituals, and energy exercises. So many to choose from, and any of them could help me today. Or none of them.
“I don’t understand any of this,” Blaire whines, hovering over my shoulder.
“Oh! What’s that?” Vera’s small hand slaps on the page, covering the letters.
I shove her fingers out of the way, my brows furrowed. “Well, I can’t read it if your damn hand is in the way,” I grunt.
“Sorry,” she whispers.
“Energy in numbers,” I mumble, seeing the picture of tiny stick figures in a circle, a fire roaring between them, their hands connected.
“One is weak.
Two is strong.
Sometimes four.
Maybe more,”I whisper, my brows furrowed.
“What the hell does that mean?” Blaire asks.
I shrug, rereading the words, again, and again, and again. Not feeling like they make any more sense this time than they did the first time or the second time.
“I don’t know,” I whisper, my eyes narrowed, as I turn to the next page.
“How to right your wrongs,” I say as I read the next page.
“Strong are numbers,
Connected hands,
Blood pure and crimson red.
Fire always burns.
Dark to light.
Ash will sever the past.
Turn it to dust.
To open is to close.
Reverse to right the wrongs.
Once you say hello,
Always remember to say goodbye.”
