The Best Kind of Magic by Crystal Cestari

Author:Crystal Cestari
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Disney Book Group
Published: 2017-05-16T04:00:00+00:00

My moral dilemma is causing me so much torment, I consider presenting my case at the coven meeting that night. Normally the shop is closed on Mondays, but this week’s meeting had to be moved up a day since tomorrow night we’re expecting a shipment of stink root, which, if not handled with care, can make the whole place smell like a skunk butt. The witches often go around and list the pros and cons of various magical gray areas; you’d be surprised at how often it is unclear whether or not magic should leak into everyday life. But standing in front of the group and confessing my sins would be admitting to feelings I’m not even supposed to have—in front of my mother, no less—so I just keep silently spazzing in the background while my brain continues to spin.

The pillows are set, the candles are lit: she didn’t say it, but I think Mom is relieved to be having a “normal” night with her people. As the ladies filter in, I excuse myself to the back room to assemble a little dessert tray I put together last night. I couldn’t sleep, so instead I experimented with some flavored mousses; Dawning Day has long been a receptive audience for my exploratory recipes.

I’m bringing out the cups of whipped cream from our mini fridge just as the magical round table is coming to a close. One of the younger witches, Julie, is finishing up a story to a rapt audience.

“…and I know this doesn’t particularly pertain to magic, but the thing is, I love him,” Julie says, to the background of approving sighs. “And I don’t want my being a witch to get in the way of that. He says he loves my abilities, even if he can’t completely understand them. And, I guess, I’m just curious if any of you have gone down this path.” The circle is buzzing with opinions.

“I’ve never dated someone who wasn’t supernatural, but I don’t see why it’d matter,” says one. “As long as you’re open about it.”

“I don’t know,” pipes in another. “My first serious boyfriend said my being a witch was a turn-on, but it turned out he was more interested in my magic than me.” The crowd groans. “People just don’t understand what being a witch means.”

I’m on the outskirts, silently passing out my raspberry-and-mango mousse, when I notice Victoria has curiously taken her seat at the head of the circle. While this coven is decidedly “leader-free” and anyone can sit wherever they choose, it’s been an unspoken understanding that my mom—owner of the shop and legacy member—sits at the head. Yet currently, she’s tucked away in the middle, almost unnoticeable. I had to scan all the faces just to find her. This isn’t right.

The seat-stealer decides to throw her theory into the ring. “I’m glad you brought this to our circle, Julie, because your dilemma is not uncommon. In fact, you remind me of a young witch I used to know.”

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