I couldn’t imagine not having Diana living across the street. If Liz chose to leave with her, what would become of the college? I’d just begun to feel at home in Fairwick, but what kind of home would it be if my friends left? As I left campus, I thought about ways of keeping the door open even if the Grove tried to close it. I mentally flipped through the spells I’d read in Wheelock yesterday. There had been spells to make someone fall in love or fall out of love, spells to make a baby or to keep from having a baby, spells to find something that had been lost or to hide something so no one would ever find it, spells to make money or cause an enemy misfortune. But nothing about keeping a door open. By the time I got home, the energy I had felt earlier had faded. Instead, I was headachy and tired. When I opened the front door, a slip of paper that had been stuck in the doorframe came loose and drifted to the floor. It was a note from Bill. He’d fixed the missing tiles on the roof and tomorrow was going to start replastering the ceilings that had been damaged by the leaks.
