“How fast do you think word travels around here?” Brad was first to respond. “Considering the lack of any sort of mass communication infrastructure in this time period, I’d say news only travels as fast as it is interesting enough to talk about. News about witches turning piglets into man-eating hogzillas and blasting some old guy’s pecker off with a magic wand? Oh, I’d say that made it all over England by now.” “At least he’ll think twice before he waves his genitals around again. That is, if he has any left,” I said as cheerfully as possible. Jessica sniffled. “I’m really sorry for taking your wand and causing so much trouble. If something happens to us…well, it’s all my fault.” “Hey!” I put my arm around her shoulder, pulling her close. “There are no tears in witchcraft. Besides, that was nothing back there. Pssh. You should have seen just half of the calamities I’ve caused and every one of them ten times worse than that.” “She’s right, Jessica.
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