Strange Magic (The MAGIC series Book 1) by Michelle Mankin

Author:Michelle Mankin [Mankin, Michelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: The Magic Series
Published: 2016-03-29T18:30:00+00:00

That smile was worth every bit of effort I’d put into the evening including calling my sister about the ingredients and then some. “So what do we do first?” I asked.

“Pour the milk into the saucepan and bring it up to simmer.” She started to reach for the pan but stopped mid-motion and frowned.

“I’ve got it.” I turned the stove on low heat. “Is it hard for you to move things?”

“It takes energy.” She nodded. “I can only do so much before I have to go back underground and recharge. Kind of the same way you have to sleep when you get tired and need rest.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have left all the messes around for you to clean up.”

“It’s ok. I don’t mind. It makes me feel useful. Needed.”

“Do you miss it? The cooking, eating, things like that?”

“Sure I do. There are so many restrictions in this shape and in the world I inhabit. I miss the simple things most people take for granted. The warmth of the sun on my skin. Not being able to touch those I love or to be touched in return. I couldn’t even say goodbye to a dear friend before he crossed over the River. But most of all, I miss my mamere. I wish she hadn’t moved away. Watching her leave, not saying anything, it was one of the hardest things I ever had to do.”

She came up behind me and offered me a wooden spoon. I wanted to turn around and pull her into my arms again to comfort her but I played it cool. The way I could tell she was trying desperately to do. “You’ll need to stir constantly after I add the eggs.” Her voice had an emotional rasp to it that wasn’t usually there. Her chin was down while she deftly cracked open six eggs with one hand.

I didn’t fuss at her about doing it herself. I figured the cooking was therapeutic for her and that she knew the limits of her strength. That reminded me. “How old are you, Thyme? You look the same as your pictures on the internet. But it’s been ten years. Don’t you age?”

“You googled me?”

“Hell, yes.”

She narrowed her eyes at me.

“I was curious. Found out how popular your shop was.” How pretty she’d been. How happy she’d looked. And other things. “You were in the Glee Club in high school.”

She didn’t say anything as she used a knife to slice open a vanilla bean pod before scraping in the sweet scented seeds. “Can you feel the mixture thickening?” she asked not looking at me.

“Yeah.”

“Good.”

“I get the feeling you don’t want to talk about your singing with me.”

She pressed her lips into a flat line nodding tightly.

“Why not?” I pressed. “You won state your senior year. Earned a tryout with Capitol Records. But I couldn’t find any evidence that you ever followed through.”

“I didn’t,” she said softly, then sighed. “It wasn’t what I wanted to do. I like singing, don’t get me wrong, but I don’t love it the way I can tell you do.

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