Dark Sacrifice by Angie Sandro

Author:Angie Sandro
Language: eng
Format: mobi, azw3, epub
Publisher: Grand Central Publishing
Published: 2014-08-05T07:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 18

MALA

Pit Viper

I watch Clarice leave, then sink onto the sofa. Why did I ask her over? Part of me feels like I did a good deed. The other part feels dirty. Landry and Mama come inside with Cheshire Cat grins stretching their cheeks, and I sigh. “What now?”

“When did you learn how to throw a curse?” Mama asks.

I glance at Landry. “What is she talking about?”

Landry plops down on the edge of the sofa. He runs his fingers through his black hair then rolls his wide shoulders in circles. He looks as mentally drained as I feel. “Ms. Jasmine saw Clarice pay you and started complaining about how, if you can throw curses, you should get more than fifty,” he says.

Of course, why did I bother to ask? I roll my eyes. “Are you kidding me?”

“She has a point.” Landry shares a look with Mama, and I feel excluded. They’ve bonded during their time on the porch. Jealousy makes my stomach burn. I’m not sure who I’m jealous of, only that I envy the ease of their relationship. “I paid Madame Ruby a hundred dollars to contact Lainey’s spirit,” Landry says, and I blink at him. He leans in my direction. “Don’t you get it?”

Mama settles in her favorite armchair with one leg propped over the arm. Her foot bops up and down. Luckily she wore her long white cotton nightgown the night she died; otherwise she would’ve spent eternity in a muscle skirt and thong. A shudder-worthy thought, since Landry can see her.

Fingers snap in front of my eyes. “Are you listening?”

I wave Landry’s hand away and lean my head against the back of the sofa.

“With your ability to speak to the dead, you’re more powerful than she was,” he says. “Plus, if you can work magic…”

Nothing happened when I tried to take down Reverend Prince yesterday, but what if I really can work magic?

“You’re talking about black magic,” I snap, crossing my arms. “Curses are evil. If I really cursed Clarice to have her hair fall out, then that was wrong.”

Mama and Landry share a confused grimace. They don’t get it. Two peas in a pod.

My chest clenches. “That’s the kind of magic Auntie Magnolia does.”

“Exactly,” Mama cries. “That’s why you got to take yourself to New Orleans to apprentice with her.”

I die a little death every time I think about visiting that woman.

Landry stiffens. “Hold on. What do you mean? New Orleans?”

“Mama made me promise to go to Magnolia so she can teach me how to use my powers.” I feel like an idiot for saying the word. Powers. What a load of bullshit. I don’t feel very powerful—confused bordering on schizoid, yes.

“When did you plan on telling me that you’re leaving?”

I pat Landry on the knee. It’s a testament to how badly I’ve annoyed him when he doesn’t shift away from my hand. “Sorry. It’s not a promise I can get out of, but I can choose when I go. Don’t worry. I’ll stay here until you heal up some more.

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