A Hiss-tory Of Magic: A Wonder Cats Mystery Book 1 - Plot & Excerpts
I took a detour to the falls to clear my head, though. I’ve seen enough photos and sunsets or sunrises over the falls to last a lifetime, but that time of day when drivers don’t know whether to turn on or leave off their headlights just washes the world in soft blues. It’s nature’s own magic. I might have accidentally discovered a cure for magic burnout right then. I wonder if nonwitches just feel magic burnout all the time. The static crackle that had been distracting me the whole day smoothed over until I felt more like myself again. My mind flowed out into the world and into all the connections I’d made—as it was meant to. As my head cleared, an image entered my mind, of Aunt Astrid lying on the downstairs living-room carpet, and my body went cold with shock when I smelled blood through Peanut Butter’s nose. “Help! Oh, help!” Peanut Butter wailed in my mind. “Treacle’s gone, and Grandmommy won’t move!
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