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)
“You’ve just never noticed it before, dear, but I’ve been doing magick around you since you were born. We believe what we truly want to see.”
Clearing my throat, I grabbed the pen and started to write.
“Okay, I’ve got to ward off negative energy.”
“You’ll need to invite good luck and good fortune.”
Writing it all down, I looked up. “How do I do that?”
“You’ll need…” She turned to her table and reached for something. “…one green candle.”
She set the candle down in front of me.
“One tablespoon of cinnamon powder.”
She placed a small bag next to the candle.
“And salt.”
“Salt?” I asked. “What is it with the salt?”
Lucy gave me a warning look.
“Sorry, go on.”
She nodded.
“You’re going to put the green candle on the center of your altar.”
“Got it. Is a regular table okay?”
“Yes, a regular table is okay.”
Was that a touch of amusement in her voice?
“Spread some salt around the candle to protect it.”
I chewed on my lower lip as I wrote. “Okay, got it.”
“Then you’ll take a deep breath. Exhale. Have Lucas do the same. Then have him say, ‘Bad luck, I command you to leave me right now.’”
Looking up in horror, I asked, “He has to say it? He has to be there?”
She nodded. “Then after he says it, you’ll light the green candle. Have him take a moment to visualize how the bad luck has been affecting him. This is important.”
“Fuck me,” I whispered.
Ignoring me, she went on. “After he does that, he has to repeat the words, ‘All adversity now dissolves.’”
I shook my head and dropped the pen. It would never work. How in the heck would I ever talk Lucas into doing this? He would think I was crazy. “Can’t I do this without Lucas?”
“No.”
Her answer was clipped.
My hand went to my stomach in an attempt to calm the sick feeling. “What next?” I softly asked.
“Have him close his eyes and visualize an empty canvas. Tell him to fill that canvas with whatever he would like to attract. He can look at it as a new beginning. A fresh start. It’s important he takes his time with this part.”
I swallowed hard. He was going to have me committed and would most likely laugh while they dragged me away in a straight jacket. I’d have to remind him I was the only person who could make his brother’s proposal amazing.
“Next, have him open his eyes and sprinkle cinnamon over the circle of salt. Cinnamon helps manifest positive change. A very powerful spice, in many ways.”
I nodded.
“Then he has to say, ‘Only good luck and positive energy flows to me now.’”
Quickly writing it down, I looked up at my aunt. “What else?”
“That’s it. You’ll want him to meditate for a few minutes. Have him visualize that new beginning.”
All I could do was nod as I looked down at the green candle.
“It is important the candle burn all the way down, Hollie. Very important.”
“Okay. What if he has to leave?”
“He can burn it again the next day, but he must burn the entire candle. Once it is done, bury it in fresh soil.”
“There isn’t any other way I can do this? Like, some potion or pill I can give him?”
“Well,” she said with a tilt of her head, “you could get a soap.”
“A soap! Yes, I like where this is going.”
“And have him sit in a bath as hot as he can stand it. Then you must cleanse his entire body while you have a smudge stick of blue sage and sunflowers burning in the same room.”
Blinking several times at her, I asked, “I’m sorry, did you say I had to bathe him?”
She nodded. “You are the one who cast the spell on him. You would need to remove it.”
“Is he…naked?”
She laughed. “Well do you get into a bath with clothes on? The blue sage cleanses away negativity, and sunflower brings happiness, wishes, and wisdom.”
I quickly wrote that down. “Do you have any here in the store?”
“I do. Let me go get you one.”
Lucy got up and left her office. I read over the spell, then read over it again.
“Okay, so my two options are to give him a bath or get him to do this little spell.” I shrugged. “I mean, he might like the idea of the bath but probably from someone like Wendy.”
It wasn’t lost on me that I said her name like a jealous teenager.
The door to Lucy’s office opened, and she walked in. She set the smudge stick down next to the other items. “And here is the soap in case you want to go that route.”
I picked up the soap and inhaled. It smelled heavenly.
After gathering everything up and putting it in a basket Lucy gave me, I said my goodbyes to her and my sister and left. I needed a plan, and a good plan at that.