Gwen Gladstone by Dan O'Mahony

Author:Dan O'Mahony
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dan O'Mahony
Published: 2020-09-21T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

"What makes you think I'm – like you?" I asked.

Victoria smiled. "I saw it the moment I met you. Your Spark."

"My what?"

"Your Spark. It's a life energy all beings possess. In most people, it's very faint. But if you're connected to the supernatural in some way, it's brighter, stronger. It's what allows people like me – us to perform magic."

"I've never performed magic before in my life."

Victoria grinned. "How do you explain the pictures you've been drawing? Or seeing ghosts?"

"How do you know about that?"

"Barclay was listening to you and Richie. He told me everything. I'm hoping you'll let me help you develop your gift. To realize your potential."

Victoria waited for my answer. But I didn't know what to say. Lucky for me, Dad chose that moment to head back downstairs. My poor, clueless Dad. He had no idea what was going on, did he?

Victoria leaned in close. "We'll talk later."

"I thought you two were going to make a salad," said Dad. Victoria gave him a look. Dad winced playfully and held up his hands. "Sorry."

"For that, you have to help," she told him.

"Yes, ma'am."

The two started towards the kitchen. Dad glanced back, expecting me to follow them.

"Sorry, but I'm still not feeling so great. I'm going to lie down."

"Okay," said Dad, sounding worried.

Victoria glanced at Barclay, who nodded back to her.

"We'll save you a plate," she said.

"I don't know," said Dad. "You know how much I love me some pizza." Victoria slapped him playfully on the chest. "Ow."

"We'll save you a plate," she assured me.

I headed upstairs, Barclay at my heels. I let him in my room and flopped onto my bed. Barclay leapt up and sat at the other end. He stared at me for what seemed like the longest time.

"This is a bit of an awkward silence," he finally said.

I groaned and pulled my knees to my chest. Barclay stood up and padded towards me. "What is it, love?" he asked. "What's wrong?"

"You. Talking. All of this."

"I know it's a lot to adjust to. Your world's been literally turned upside down."

"The weirdest thing of all is how okay I am with all this. Like this is right. That this is meant to be."

"That's because it is."

I reached over and scratched Barclay behind the ears. He purred and rubbed against my hand like a normal cat. Even though he obviously wasn't.

"So what's your story?" I asked.

"I'm what's called a familiar," said Barclay. "A faerie spirit in animal form."

Okay. Good to know.

"Does every witch get a familiar like you?"

"I assure you, love, there's no other familiar out there like me," Barclay boasted.

I chuckled. "Sorry to offend you."

"I'll let it go this time. But to answer your question, no, not every witch gets a familiar. Only the special ones."

"Like Victoria?"

"Aye, she's special. Some witches' Spark burns brighter than others. Hence, she was blessed with me. I add my energy to her spells, make them more powerful."

"Lucky her."

"You better believe it."

I chuckled and scratched Barclay behind the ears again. "So how does it happen? How do you get to become a witch?"

"Well, anyone can call themselves a witch.

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