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Amethyst, rose, and amber colored crystals shimmered all around Maura. Candles, some tapers others squat flickered in the heavily incensed air. In awe Maura took in the shop’s wondrous treasures. At the cash register, she yelped. Behind the counter, a greasy teen boy in full clown makeup nodded his head toward a velvet curtain without
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Here I hang from a limbin the upside downone leg bentone foot bound Suspended from wisdomthough clearly life’s clownhelpless, hopeless yethappiness abounds Apparently in difficultystrength can be foundrelax into uncertainty—poof!and clarity rebounds No swords, wands, pentaclesnor even the hierophant’s crowninstead I hold peace asmy change falls to the ground
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Breathe, Ian, breathe, I told myself. Cupping my hand, I checked my breath for the seventh time. I peered into the rearview mirror again to admire my fresh cut and scan the coffeehouse’s door. My watch read 11:13. We’d set up the date for eleven but I know chicks are always late and get a
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“Mike, hi I’m Geena Szusza, welcome to 527 Lightbearer Way. Three bedrooms, two baths, roof replaced less than ten years ago—““Hold the phone, what house? You don’t mean this thing.” Mike pointed at 527, a baby blue Cape Cod hanging recklessly off the end of its street.“527 is a hidden gem. Upgraded energy efficient windows
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“Delivery!” Chase’s cheery baritone rang from the half open Dutch back door and flitted around Holly’s kitchen.Holly startled and tossed a sifter of powdered sugar up into the air. The stovetop, the counters, and her pert nose were all covered in a sugar cloud. She frowned. Chase snickered. She scowled then burst into peals of
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“I don’t think I can,” Juniper said, her voice wavering.“Well then it is a good I know you can. Now buck up, buttercup,” Rowena said. “Focus.”The witches locked fingers. The round walnut table where their hands linked trembled. Overhead the kitchen light swayed. Juniper squeezed her eyelids closed. A whiff of ozone snapped and writhed.“Breathe,
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