by Debora Geary
Elorie sat quietly as the noise swirled around her. The last few days had been a miracle of community—so many people giving whatever they could. Sophie’s last gift, however, tugged particularly hard at her heart. Earth witches rooted deep and seldom left home. Anyone who knew Gran knew that.
And however much they would welcome her, building a house was a long process, one of chaos and upheaval.
It was the last thing Sophie needed, and Elorie realized it was in her power to help. She looked around for Jamie and Ginia, and motioned them over. “I have an idea.”
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Her idea took the next several hours, seventeen witches, three coders, and every person with a shovel in Fisher’s Cove.
At the end of it all, Elorie stood in Gran’s garden, happy to be back in the village she loved, and marveled at what they had done. Sophie’s house—the Realm version, at least, and Jamie swore it was an exact duplicate of her real home—sat nestled in the grove of trees to the west of Gran’s cottage. If it weren’t for the freshly dug foundation—since apparently Realm homes didn’t need those little details—it might have been sitting there for years.
It was the right welcome for a sister’s homecoming.
The hordes of helpers had disappeared, leaving things quiet for Gran’s return. They’d left behind baskets of flowers, housewarming gifts for Mike and Sophie, and enough food to feed the entire village for a week.
They were ready. She pulled a loaned iPhone out of her pocket and smiled at Aervyn’s waiting face. “We’re ready, sweet boy. Beam them home.”
Moira’s bed materialized in the clearing behind her garden, Sophie and Mike holding her hands. It had taken creativity and general bossiness to keep them away from the village all afternoon. She’d finally had to let Gran in on the secret to pull it off.
Sophie looked over with concern. “She’s really tired today—I think we need to get her straight to her room.”
“Nonsense,” Moira said, sitting up with a grin. “I’m fine.” It didn’t come out entirely clearly, but no one mistook what she meant.
Sophie’s face was absolutely priceless. “I thought you were exhausted.”
Gran’s lopsided grin was equally priceless. It’s not easy to fool a healer, my dear. I did a good job, if I do say so myself.
“Fool a healer?” Sophie spluttered to a stop, a mess of frustrated confusion.
Gran reached up slowly to cup Sophie’s face. Her right hand was a lot slower than her left, but it made the journey. “Welcome to Fisher’s Cove, granddaughter of my heart. Look what they’ve done for you.”
Sophie turned around, totally mystified. Elorie watched very carefully and knew the exact moment when she finally spotted the house. Shock and joy exploded on her face—and the entire village of Fisher’s Cove exploded with flowers.
She clutched Mike’s hand and turned to Elorie. “My house. You planted it here.”
Elorie grinned. With the fresh dirt around the edges, that’s exactly what it looked like. A house planted for a family to grow in.
Sophie had a home, and Gran would have so many babies to rock. The most traditional of joys, provided by the most modern of magics.
Elorie clasped her heart pendant, knowing that in Realm, hundreds of eyes and hearts watched along with her. It was a very good day to be a witch.
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Table of Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24