dirty dishes.
“How did this happen?”
“Apparently I didn’t specify wanting you in separate bodies.”
Oh, those pesky little details . Gray didn’t share this thought. She was beyond sarcasm. She wanted back inside her body pronto. Black magic had a way of coming back around and biting one in the ass. “Your contact needs to fix this!”
“It’s not that easy.”
“What do you mean?”
“In removing you from Charlene’s body you could be removed altogether.”
“What am I supposed to do—live half a life in someone else’s body?”
“We’re working on it.”
“And in the meantime?”
“In the meantime you need to pretend to be your sister. No one at school can know.”
“And the coven?”
“You know what would happen if they found out.”
“Banishment?” Gray whispered.
Mom nodded.
Gray studied her mom. “You’ll fix this, right?”
“I’ll do everything I can.”
“And for now I’m supposed to pretend to be Charlene?”
Mom pulled a notebook out of the drawer under the phone and brought it over. “Yes, and your sister left some notes to help you out.”
Gray stared at the notebook a moment before taking it. She flipped it open.
NO MORE PIZZA, YOU PIG!!! I GAINED 2 POUNDS BECAUSE OF YOU!
No wearing your clothes in public. I will choose an outfit for you to wear to school on the days you’re me.
Hair must be worn down. No pig tails, pony tails, hair clips or goofy Princess Leia style buns on the side of your head.
No leaving the house without makeup. I have taped examples and tips in the following pages on how to create a smoky eye.
Gray flipped back to several pages of magazine print and step-by-step illustrated guides for creating a smoldering look. She flipped back to the front page.
No speaking to anyone at McKinley who isn’t on the approved list (see the following pages). Don’t even think about trying to visit with your old friends unless you want to get us committed to an insane asylum.
Absolutely no—UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES—having sex with Blake.
Ewwww!
Gray looked up, her face still contorted. “Did you read this?”
Mom was putting away the brown sugar. “No, Charlene told me not to.”
“And you listened to her?”
Mom looked directly at Gray. “She said it was private.”
More like psychotic.
No more sleeping in your room. I want to wake up in my own bed in the morning.
Yeah? Well, join the club.
Gray closed the notebook. “You’d think I’d feel happy to have a second shot at life.”
“Hang in there. I’ll get this sorted out.”
Gray glanced at the wall clock. “If it’s Sunday shouldn’t we be going to Gathering?”
“Charlene and I stopped attending after you died. How about you and I spend the day together instead? We can do whatever you want.”
“Except eat pizza.”
Mom raised a brow. Gray smiled suddenly. “Then again, Char didn’t say anything about a burger and fries.”
“You know what?” Mom said. “I haven’t had French fries in a really long time.” She grabbed her purse off the counter. “Where do you want to go? Driftwood Café has those homemade zucchini nut burgers.”
“Just so long as I don’t run into anyone from McKinley High,” Gray said. “Good luck to Charlene explaining the scene I made in Mr. Burke’s class when she returns to school tomorrow.”
Mom chewed on her lower lip a moment. “We should think of something.”
Gray raised a brow. “Temporary insanity?”
Her mom laughed. It was a beautiful sound. Gray followed her out of the house and passed her on the walkway. She stopped and turned slowly when she saw her mom with the key in the lock of the door. “What’s with the key?”
Mom looked pleased with herself when she got the bolt turned and clicked into place. “Call me paranoid, but I haven’t wanted to perform spells after partaking in something this big.” She glanced at Gray. “I was lucky. There was one kink, but I
“How did this happen?”
“Apparently I didn’t specify wanting you in separate bodies.”
Oh, those pesky little details . Gray didn’t share this thought. She was beyond sarcasm. She wanted back inside her body pronto. Black magic had a way of coming back around and biting one in the ass. “Your contact needs to fix this!”
“It’s not that easy.”
“What do you mean?”
“In removing you from Charlene’s body you could be removed altogether.”
“What am I supposed to do—live half a life in someone else’s body?”
“We’re working on it.”
“And in the meantime?”
“In the meantime you need to pretend to be your sister. No one at school can know.”
“And the coven?”
“You know what would happen if they found out.”
“Banishment?” Gray whispered.
Mom nodded.
Gray studied her mom. “You’ll fix this, right?”
“I’ll do everything I can.”
“And for now I’m supposed to pretend to be Charlene?”
Mom pulled a notebook out of the drawer under the phone and brought it over. “Yes, and your sister left some notes to help you out.”
Gray stared at the notebook a moment before taking it. She flipped it open.
NO MORE PIZZA, YOU PIG!!! I GAINED 2 POUNDS BECAUSE OF YOU!
No wearing your clothes in public. I will choose an outfit for you to wear to school on the days you’re me.
Hair must be worn down. No pig tails, pony tails, hair clips or goofy Princess Leia style buns on the side of your head.
No leaving the house without makeup. I have taped examples and tips in the following pages on how to create a smoky eye.
Gray flipped back to several pages of magazine print and step-by-step illustrated guides for creating a smoldering look. She flipped back to the front page.
No speaking to anyone at McKinley who isn’t on the approved list (see the following pages). Don’t even think about trying to visit with your old friends unless you want to get us committed to an insane asylum.
Absolutely no—UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES—having sex with Blake.
Ewwww!
Gray looked up, her face still contorted. “Did you read this?”
Mom was putting away the brown sugar. “No, Charlene told me not to.”
“And you listened to her?”
Mom looked directly at Gray. “She said it was private.”
More like psychotic.
No more sleeping in your room. I want to wake up in my own bed in the morning.
Yeah? Well, join the club.
Gray closed the notebook. “You’d think I’d feel happy to have a second shot at life.”
“Hang in there. I’ll get this sorted out.”
Gray glanced at the wall clock. “If it’s Sunday shouldn’t we be going to Gathering?”
“Charlene and I stopped attending after you died. How about you and I spend the day together instead? We can do whatever you want.”
“Except eat pizza.”
Mom raised a brow. Gray smiled suddenly. “Then again, Char didn’t say anything about a burger and fries.”
“You know what?” Mom said. “I haven’t had French fries in a really long time.” She grabbed her purse off the counter. “Where do you want to go? Driftwood Café has those homemade zucchini nut burgers.”
“Just so long as I don’t run into anyone from McKinley High,” Gray said. “Good luck to Charlene explaining the scene I made in Mr. Burke’s class when she returns to school tomorrow.”
Mom chewed on her lower lip a moment. “We should think of something.”
Gray raised a brow. “Temporary insanity?”
Her mom laughed. It was a beautiful sound. Gray followed her out of the house and passed her on the walkway. She stopped and turned slowly when she saw her mom with the key in the lock of the door. “What’s with the key?”
Mom looked pleased with herself when she got the bolt turned and clicked into place. “Call me paranoid, but I haven’t wanted to perform spells after partaking in something this big.” She glanced at Gray. “I was lucky. There was one kink, but I
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