Emma and the Love Spell by Ireland Meredith

Author:Ireland, Meredith
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bloomsbury Publishing
Published: 2024-01-23T00:00:00+00:00

14

The phone rang and I jumped. Everything Mrs. Cornwall had said about witch hunts made me feel like villagers might come and take us away at any moment. Mrs. Cornwall eyed me.

“Excuse me for a minute, dear.” She went into the kitchen.

I sat thinking about everything she’d said, everything I’d learned. It all made sense . . . ​in a magical sort of way.

The kitchen door swung open again.

“I’m sorry about that. My staff had questions about the shop,” Mrs. Cornwall said, sitting down.

“It’s okay,” I said.

My phone dinged, and I took it out of my pocket. “Sorry, my parents will freak if I don’t answer them right away.”

“Of course,” Mrs. Cornwall said.

But it wasn’t my parents. It was Avangeline asking if I wanted to meet in the woods in thirty minutes. Of course I did. I wanted to spend all my time with her. Only, how much would we have?

“Something wrong?” Mrs. Cornwall asked.

I looked up from my phone, and she was staring at me.

“No, it’s just Avangeline. I’m going to meet her soon.”

“I see,” she said.

There was that look again. Like she’d picked the lock and read my journal and knew all my secrets.

“I hear Avangeline is going to be moving away,” Mrs. Cornwall said.

“What?” I asked loudly. I shifted and accidentally hit my knees into the table, spilling tea from my cup. “Where did you hear that? About Avangeline?”

“Dr. Monroe mentioned that she was going to miss my red velvet cake, so I connected the dots,” Mrs. Cornwall said casually. “It’s soon, right?”

“End of next month,” I said. “I hope she stays, though. I’ve been trying . . .”

I trailed off, remembering I wasn’t supposed to tell anyone about my plans. Not even Avangeline.

Mrs. Cornwall raised an eyebrow. “You’ve been trying to what?”

I spun my friendship bracelet on my wrist. Yes, I was supposed to keep secrets, and I still didn’t entirely trust her, but Mrs. Cornwall had already discovered I was a witch. We were way past hiding things.

“I’ve been trying to figure out a way to make her parents fall back in love. She’s only going to move because her parents want to get divorced, and . . . ​I can’t let that happen.”

Mrs. Cornwall laced her fingers on her lap. “Some people would say that if her parents have fallen out of love, it would be wrong to change their free will.”

I sighed, my shoulders slumping. It was the kind of thing I expected an adult to say.

“I know,” I said. “I know I should leave it alone. And Lina said to let it go, but . . . I can’t.”

“You’d use magic to change their minds?” Mrs. Cornwall asked. This time she raised both eyebrows.

“I would, but I don’t . . .” I sighed, twisting my fingers. “I don’t know how. I’ve been trying to control my powers, but . . .”

But there was a dead peach tree in my yard.

“Yes, love is a tricky thing,” she said.

“I tried nonmagical ways. That’s why I wanted to have a bake sale—to recreate how they met .

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