My mother nodded. “Yes. I haven’t spoken to her in years, but she is.”
“Can we trust her?” asked Kala.
“The truth is, it’s hard to find a witch you can trust. If it were up to me, however, I’d probably trust Adele,” said Clarice.
We walked into the main store, where Tyler sat with Bailey and Trixie.
“We’re leaving,” said Rebecca.
Tyler, who was eating pizza, sighed. “Can’t we wait until we finish the food? I picked up four of these bad-boys and they won’t be good reheated.”
“No, we should leave now,” said Clarice, looking troubled. “I’m quite certain that…”
Before she could finish, there was a flash of light and the room was filled with witches.
“You!” snarled Mark, stumbling towards me. “Did you think you could get away with it? Killing my mother?”
I stared at him in horror. “No, I didn’t… it was the wand!”
My mother stepped in front of me and pointed at Mark. “Vivian’s death was her own doing. Her greed and the darkness in her heart caused her fate.”
Mark stared at Adrianne. “So, you’re the sister, the one she wanted destroyed.”
She raised her chin. “I’m her sister, yes.”
He smiled evilly. “Well, then, I think it’s only right that if you shared everything, including a birthday, that you share the same day of your death, as well.”
Before anyone could react, he grabbed her hand and placed the wand into it.
Vivian’s wand.
My mother’s hand began to glow a bright red.
***
End of book one
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