Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 28845 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 144(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28845 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 144(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
Sarah snarled her lip.
“Then he said he was in the mood for apple pie, and next thing you know, we find a lady who’s selling apple pie slices for a fundraiser. He said he was hot and wished it would rain, and then a bucket of water got spilled on him. He wished Sarah would kiss him, and from what he said…”
She nodded. “I did.”
“But Lucy said Matt can’t control people like that. They have to want it.”
Lucas raised his brows and smiled at my sister.
“Don’t even, Lucas!” Sarah warned.
He held up his hands in a show of defeat and chuckled.
“Did anything else happen?” I asked.
“He got a position at work he was hoping to get.”
Sarah and I exchanged a look.
Lucas eyed us both. “Do either of you want to tell me what in the hell is going on? Because he seems to be getting worse. He told me earlier that he doesn’t even want to think because he’s so afraid something will happen.”
Sarah frowned. “Well, he’s right to a certain extent. Some of it might have simply been a coincidence.”
“Okay, but how did this happen?” Lucas asked, looking at me.
Screwing up my face, I replied, “Well…um…you see…for the last few months, you’ve been showing signs.”
He sighed. “Hollie, I’m nahhh. I’m nahhh…”
Narrowing my eyes, I asked him, “What are you trying to say?”
“I can’t say it. I’m nahhh. What in the hell!”
Sarah started to laugh. “Oh my God. The spell made it so you can’t deny the truth!”
Lucas looked at her then at me. “You did cast a spell on me? Again!?”
I rolled my eyes. “Of course I did! It’s me! Do you not know me at all?”
“As much as you want to deny it, Lucas, you can’t,” Sarah said. “You’ve got the gift of magick, my sweet brother-in-law.”
Lucas stumbled back, and I went to reach for him. He shook his head and righted himself. With a sigh, he scrubbed his hand down his face and looked directly at me. “My granny told me when I was younger that I was special. That I had magick flowing through my veins.”
My mouth gaped open. “And you didn’t think to tell me that?”
He looked exasperated. “Hollie, I was like ten! I thought she meant I was her favorite grandson or that I could do anything if I put my mind to—that kind of magic. Not the magick. It wasn’t until we got together that I started to notice things happening.”
Sarah and I both leaned toward him. “What kind of things?” we asked in unison.
Lucas shrugged. “First, it was this weird intuition. I don’t know how to explain it. It’s especially strong during a full moon.”
“Go on!” Sarah urged.
“A few months back, my mom said she wasn’t feeling well. She had the flu. I told her to make chicken soup, but that it had to be homemade. And that while she was cooking it, she needed to repeat the words: Cold, flu, chills be gone. Nothing but a healthy body from now on. At the time, I simply thought it was because all of Hollie’s rhymes had rubbed off on me. Mom thought it was a spell from Hollie, so she did it, and the next day she felt better and the day after that she was back to normal.”
I gasped. “You cast a spell! Holy crap, Lucas Payton, you cast a spell and you didn’t tell me!”
“I thought it was a fluke!”
Turning to look at Sarah, I laughed. “He cast a spell!”
“And it worked.” She pointed toward Lucas with a jerk of her thumb and said, “Can you teach her that trick?”
“Hey!” I said as Lucas tried not to laugh.
Sarah walked over to him. “You know why you can’t say that you’re not a witch?”
Closing his eyes, Lucas nodded. “I can’t say them because I’m…”
I held my breath and waited.
“You’re?” Sarah probed.
He snapped his eyes open and nearly yelled, “Because I’m a witch!”
At that moment, Matt walked in and let out a scream that sounded like someone had stepped on a cat.
“Noooo, Lucas, no! Not you too!” He dropped his head and said, “I need a hug.”
And just like that, Sarah and I both walked up and hugged him. I jumped back as Sarah pushed Matt away.
“Stop wishing for things, jackass!” she shouted.
“I can’t help it!” Matt exclaimed.
“You know what needs to be done,” Lucas stated, and all our eyes fixed on him.
Sarah shook her head. “No.”
Clearing my throat, I replied, “I think he’s right.”
My sister spun around and glared at me. “No!”
With a nod, I looked at Matt. “You need to take him home and keep an eye on him.”
“Me!” Sarah shrieked as Matt perked up.
Attempting not to laugh, I added, “I think it’s for the best!”
Sarah pointed at Matt and said, “You be quiet! This has nothing to do with you!”