Page 53 of Charmed, I'm Sure
“Sounds perfect.”
“And bonus—Matilda can’t ruin it unless she somehow convinces you to juggle hedgehogs halfway there to show Bellamy you can balance all things in her life.”
“Yeah, that’s not going to happen. I can’t even juggle.”
“Not the point here Miles.” She smirks.
“Well, thank you for all of your help. It’s been amazing, truly.”
“You’re welcome.”
We both stand from the table and I give her a hug before heading off back to my cabin, my mind buzzing with stardust plans and midnight runs. Four days to pull this off. First step? Dig through that welcome basket…
There, wedged between the cinnamon honey and a bag of pumpkin brittle, is a glossy gold-foiled card.
One Free Reading
Elora Grimsbane
My thumb drags across the embossed lettering.Bellamy’s sister. The one person who might have the answers that I seek. The ones that have plagued me since the moment my eyes locked on Bellamy’s.
And for the first time tonight, my heart kicks hard against my chest.
Chapter Seventeen
Hop To It
Miles
My eyes blink open this morning, and I feel a sense of determination that I haven’t felt since I finally followed the pull to find what was calling me to this side of the country. With my plan in place, I hustle out of bed, quickly dressing, and head to the kitchen for a hot coffee as I plan out what I’m doing today.
Elora’s card is still sitting in the middle of my dining room table where I left it last night after finding it. It’s staring at me, calling to me in a way that an inanimate object shouldn’t be. I can’t even enjoy my coffee because I have this sense that the only place I should be right now is there.
Shaking my head, I attempt to focus on my plan and determine where I should start. But I can’t seem to stop thinking about seeing Elora and learning everything I can from her.
Is this crossing the line though? If Bellamy wanted me to know anything about her, wouldn’t she tell me herself? On a level one to nuclear, how mad is she going to be if I talk to her sister?
I mean, what’s the worst that she can do? She’s already hexed me a handful of times and I thought they were cute, not dangerous.
“Did we forget that she performed blood magic in front of you as if it’s a normal occurrence?”Milo pipes in.
“Well…no, I didn’t forget that. But surely she wouldn’t use that kind of magic all because I talked with her sister?”
“It’s going to be your funeral. At least I might get a chance to be given to a smarter human next time,” he grumbles.
I really need to study some kind of Magic 101 book so I understand what is so intimidating about her magic.
“Yeah, definitely search for that in the bookstore.”
I glare at him, even if he isn’t a physical person. He knows. Besides, I’m going to classify this as research. If I plan to live here, then clearly I need to brush up on my Samhain knowledge.
“Well at least I know this hell won’t last much longer,” Milo says with a little too much excitement.
Grabbing my phone and the card, I straighten my spine and stand tall. I’m not going to let my fear of what she might do hold me back from what could be the moment.
With a little pep in my step, I head down the cobblestone path towards The Binding Thread. Itisn’t hard to find with its pastel pink exterior, white trim, and a beautiful flower gAdren lining the sidewalk.
It’s a physical representation of the stark difference between the twins. Bellamy’s shop is dark and Victorian, while Elora’s is a bright cottage. Elora’s front door has a large glass pane in the center framed by thin, white curtains.