can go. I’ve always wanted to spend Christmas somewhere exotic. It might be a nice change.”
“Wow,” I said, surprised by how easy that was. Not like I should have been surprised—I gave her a big nudge with the potion. “Can you check the flights now?” I wanted to make sure she purchased them before the potion wore off.
“First, why don’t you ask Drew for his flight information so I can try booking the same one?” She didn’t even sound skeptical. If anything, she sounded excited. This was more than I had hoped for.
I took out my cell and texted him.
I’m sitting with my mom right now so I can’t call, but she seems on board with the plan! She wants to know your flight information so we can try to get on the same one.
A minute later, he texted me the information. I relayed it to my mom.
“Come with me to the study and I’ll check the flights,” she said.
I couldn’t believe she was agreeing so easily. Actually I could believe it, since I gave her the potion, but I didn’t really think it would work.
I also wondered if she would have agreed if I hadn’t used it at all. Maybe she would have. I doubted she would have said yes so fast, but I liked to think she wouldn’t have been completely opposed to the idea.
I felt bad that I had to manipulate her with the potion, but at the same time, I was going to ENGLAND! I’d wanted to go to England for years. My fascination with the country probably had to do with how I’d lived a past life there. And now I was finally getting a chance to visit! It was like something out of a dream.
For a moment, I was so excited about going to England that I forgot the reasons behind the trip. If we didn’t go, find the ring, and stop my death in the past, this might be the last vacation I took in my life.
“It looks like my miles work for these flights,” my mom said as she typed the information into the places necessary to get the round trip flights. “And now we’re officially going to England for Christmas vacation!” she said with a final click of the mouse.
She just got the tickets—we’re going to England! I texted Drew.
“Who are you texting?” she asked.
If there was one question that always annoyed me, it was when my mom asked who I was texting. But I answered anyway, unable to hide my smile when I said Drew’s name. “Just telling him that we’re officially in for the trip,” I explained.
“Any news from Chelsea?” my mom asked. “Tyler doesn’t like flying. I should have asked him before booking the flights … it’s strange I didn’t think of that first.” Her forehead creased, and I could tell she was genuinely confused. Which made me feel guilty, since she definitely would have asked him first if it hadn’t been for the potion in her tea making her do what I asked.
“I’ll ask Chelsea,” I said.
I texted Chelsea to ask about her progress, hoping her response would be positive. If Chelsea couldn’t come, then the plan wouldn’t work. We needed her temporary affinity with magic to accomplish what was necessary.
Her reply arrived less than a minute later.
My dad hates flying, but he’s almost there. Are you definitely going? If you are, that would help him make up his mind.
YES! I replied. My mom just got the tickets!
“Chelsea said it seems like her dad is going to say yes,” I told my mom, since she was waiting for me to relay what the text said.
“I don’t understand why you can’t call each other,” she said with a shake of her head. “It’s much faster than texting.”
I laughed, because as many times as I tried to explain texting to my mom, she never got it. I called people if I needed to have a long conversation, but for anything else, texting was more efficient.
But I didn’t say that to my mom, because I’d told her a million times and it never sunk in.
My phone buzzed with another text from Chelsea.
My dad is IN!
“Chelsea and her dad are coming on the trip!” I told my mom. Right away, I
“Wow,” I said, surprised by how easy that was. Not like I should have been surprised—I gave her a big nudge with the potion. “Can you check the flights now?” I wanted to make sure she purchased them before the potion wore off.
“First, why don’t you ask Drew for his flight information so I can try booking the same one?” She didn’t even sound skeptical. If anything, she sounded excited. This was more than I had hoped for.
I took out my cell and texted him.
I’m sitting with my mom right now so I can’t call, but she seems on board with the plan! She wants to know your flight information so we can try to get on the same one.
A minute later, he texted me the information. I relayed it to my mom.
“Come with me to the study and I’ll check the flights,” she said.
I couldn’t believe she was agreeing so easily. Actually I could believe it, since I gave her the potion, but I didn’t really think it would work.
I also wondered if she would have agreed if I hadn’t used it at all. Maybe she would have. I doubted she would have said yes so fast, but I liked to think she wouldn’t have been completely opposed to the idea.
I felt bad that I had to manipulate her with the potion, but at the same time, I was going to ENGLAND! I’d wanted to go to England for years. My fascination with the country probably had to do with how I’d lived a past life there. And now I was finally getting a chance to visit! It was like something out of a dream.
For a moment, I was so excited about going to England that I forgot the reasons behind the trip. If we didn’t go, find the ring, and stop my death in the past, this might be the last vacation I took in my life.
“It looks like my miles work for these flights,” my mom said as she typed the information into the places necessary to get the round trip flights. “And now we’re officially going to England for Christmas vacation!” she said with a final click of the mouse.
She just got the tickets—we’re going to England! I texted Drew.
“Who are you texting?” she asked.
If there was one question that always annoyed me, it was when my mom asked who I was texting. But I answered anyway, unable to hide my smile when I said Drew’s name. “Just telling him that we’re officially in for the trip,” I explained.
“Any news from Chelsea?” my mom asked. “Tyler doesn’t like flying. I should have asked him before booking the flights … it’s strange I didn’t think of that first.” Her forehead creased, and I could tell she was genuinely confused. Which made me feel guilty, since she definitely would have asked him first if it hadn’t been for the potion in her tea making her do what I asked.
“I’ll ask Chelsea,” I said.
I texted Chelsea to ask about her progress, hoping her response would be positive. If Chelsea couldn’t come, then the plan wouldn’t work. We needed her temporary affinity with magic to accomplish what was necessary.
Her reply arrived less than a minute later.
My dad hates flying, but he’s almost there. Are you definitely going? If you are, that would help him make up his mind.
YES! I replied. My mom just got the tickets!
“Chelsea said it seems like her dad is going to say yes,” I told my mom, since she was waiting for me to relay what the text said.
“I don’t understand why you can’t call each other,” she said with a shake of her head. “It’s much faster than texting.”
I laughed, because as many times as I tried to explain texting to my mom, she never got it. I called people if I needed to have a long conversation, but for anything else, texting was more efficient.
But I didn’t say that to my mom, because I’d told her a million times and it never sunk in.
My phone buzzed with another text from Chelsea.
My dad is IN!
“Chelsea and her dad are coming on the trip!” I told my mom. Right away, I
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