things about myself and my magic that I can’t ignore anymore. I thought I could keep that part of my life separate, but I know I can’t. It wouldn’t be fair to you, or to me. I am a witch. I want to be a witch. And if that’s who I am, I can’t be with you. It’s impossible.”
“Then choose me.” His chestnut eyes bored into my soul.
“What?”
“Choose me. Choose a regular life. Give up your magic. Choose me instead, Ivy.”
I couldn’t believe what he was saying. My mind was confused and muddled with the meaning behind his words. “Give up magic?”
“Yes. I know it’s asking a lot but—”
I stood from the bed. “Asking a lot? You don’t know what you’re asking. My entire family is magical. It’s who we are. It’s a part of my being and I can’t just turn it off like a switch.”
“You do it all the time.”
“I do it to interact with humans, sure. But I don’t give up that part of myself when I’m at home, or when I’m with other witches. I don’t want to.” It was insane what he was suggesting. I would be an outcast in the magical community. I couldn’t Time Spell anymore, or read through my mother’s herb books. No more Glamour or Remedy Spells . I would never fly again, or glow again. I shook my head. No. I was certain before, but staring the choice in the face, my certainty was cemented.
“No, Jack. No.”
He ran his fingers through his hair. I watched as he walked to the bathroom and slammed the door behind him. The silence was deafening. I pulled my knees to my chest. One day I hoped Jack would understand that timing is everything.
“W HAT IS the plan when they get here?” Jack asked. He sat near the window.
Besides trying to smooth the awkward waters with Jack, I didn’t have a plan. I needed to find out who the cloaked men were, what they had to do with Foresights and dreams, and why the council needed to take them out in 1949. There was nothing easy about this situation.
“I don’t have one.” I pulled the zipper on my second boot. It would be so much easier to Glamour myself back together, but there was no way I would risk making myself weaker by performing any spells in front of him. Jack had rumpled my clothes and turned my hair into a knotty mess.
“That makes me a little concerned.” He looked at his phone. It was ringing. “Hold on, it’s Ann.”
I made the bed and put the room back together as best I could. The lampshade wouldn’t stay on the lamp now, but I would have to fix it when Jack wasn’t looking. I heard a knock at the door. Jack was still talking to Ann.
“Hey, girl.” Holly hugged me and Ian leaned in next.
“Hey.” The timing was awkward, but I was happy to see my brother and cousin.
Ian pointed at Jack. “So he knows everything?”
Jack waved, but returned to his call. Ann must have something serious to discuss with him.
“Yes. His memory is completely restored. The Eraser Spell is gone. I couldn’t deny it anymore.”
Ian put his arm around my shoulder. “It’s not your fault. There are forces pushing us to do things we would never do. It’s ok.”
“Wait.” I stopped him. “Did something else happen?”
“Yes, but we’ll talk about it later.” He sighed.
I didn’t like the way that sounded. They walked into the room and sat on the bed, all of us waiting for Jack to finish his call.
“Anything new happen with you since last night?” Ian asked.
I shifted on my feet. “What? No. Nothing. Nothing at all.”
Holly giggled. Great. She wasn’t making this any easier.
“What’s so funny?” Ian looked between us.
“Holly’s just being ridiculous.” I glared at her. “What do you think we should do next?”
“Sorry about that.” Jack shoved the phone in his pocket and reached his hand toward Ian. “Hey, good to see you again.”
Ian smiled. “You too. It’s a little weird, but good to see you.” The last time they had met was at one of my book signings. Ian tried to attend all of my local
“Then choose me.” His chestnut eyes bored into my soul.
“What?”
“Choose me. Choose a regular life. Give up your magic. Choose me instead, Ivy.”
I couldn’t believe what he was saying. My mind was confused and muddled with the meaning behind his words. “Give up magic?”
“Yes. I know it’s asking a lot but—”
I stood from the bed. “Asking a lot? You don’t know what you’re asking. My entire family is magical. It’s who we are. It’s a part of my being and I can’t just turn it off like a switch.”
“You do it all the time.”
“I do it to interact with humans, sure. But I don’t give up that part of myself when I’m at home, or when I’m with other witches. I don’t want to.” It was insane what he was suggesting. I would be an outcast in the magical community. I couldn’t Time Spell anymore, or read through my mother’s herb books. No more Glamour or Remedy Spells . I would never fly again, or glow again. I shook my head. No. I was certain before, but staring the choice in the face, my certainty was cemented.
“No, Jack. No.”
He ran his fingers through his hair. I watched as he walked to the bathroom and slammed the door behind him. The silence was deafening. I pulled my knees to my chest. One day I hoped Jack would understand that timing is everything.
“W HAT IS the plan when they get here?” Jack asked. He sat near the window.
Besides trying to smooth the awkward waters with Jack, I didn’t have a plan. I needed to find out who the cloaked men were, what they had to do with Foresights and dreams, and why the council needed to take them out in 1949. There was nothing easy about this situation.
“I don’t have one.” I pulled the zipper on my second boot. It would be so much easier to Glamour myself back together, but there was no way I would risk making myself weaker by performing any spells in front of him. Jack had rumpled my clothes and turned my hair into a knotty mess.
“That makes me a little concerned.” He looked at his phone. It was ringing. “Hold on, it’s Ann.”
I made the bed and put the room back together as best I could. The lampshade wouldn’t stay on the lamp now, but I would have to fix it when Jack wasn’t looking. I heard a knock at the door. Jack was still talking to Ann.
“Hey, girl.” Holly hugged me and Ian leaned in next.
“Hey.” The timing was awkward, but I was happy to see my brother and cousin.
Ian pointed at Jack. “So he knows everything?”
Jack waved, but returned to his call. Ann must have something serious to discuss with him.
“Yes. His memory is completely restored. The Eraser Spell is gone. I couldn’t deny it anymore.”
Ian put his arm around my shoulder. “It’s not your fault. There are forces pushing us to do things we would never do. It’s ok.”
“Wait.” I stopped him. “Did something else happen?”
“Yes, but we’ll talk about it later.” He sighed.
I didn’t like the way that sounded. They walked into the room and sat on the bed, all of us waiting for Jack to finish his call.
“Anything new happen with you since last night?” Ian asked.
I shifted on my feet. “What? No. Nothing. Nothing at all.”
Holly giggled. Great. She wasn’t making this any easier.
“What’s so funny?” Ian looked between us.
“Holly’s just being ridiculous.” I glared at her. “What do you think we should do next?”
“Sorry about that.” Jack shoved the phone in his pocket and reached his hand toward Ian. “Hey, good to see you again.”
Ian smiled. “You too. It’s a little weird, but good to see you.” The last time they had met was at one of my book signings. Ian tried to attend all of my local
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