The New Magic - The Revelation of Jonah McAllister by Landon Wark

Author:Landon Wark [Wark, Landon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-05-19T22:00:00+00:00

Clay, Jenny and Carmen sat in a triangle on the bed in the latter's bedroom. In between them sat a crumple of plastic wrap containing a yellowish powder that Jenny was eyeing like it was a rattlesnake having a leisurely nap on the bedspread. Clay inhaled, carefully in case any of the powder somehow wafted off the plastic and slipped into his nose.

"Can you both stop looking like we're about to sacrifice a baby?" Carmen said into the silence of the room.

"Well, the implications are pretty big," Jenny replied.

"I know about the implications."

Clayton drummed his fingers on his knee. "Irregardless—"

"Ugh," Carmen groaned.

"This isn't going to solve the problem. It's a band aid at best. Your tolerance is going to keep growing and you're going to need more to get the same effect."

"And having access to infinite amounts of temptation to use too much to recapture the old highs is going to be huge. Thanks, big guy, you've summarized the situation admirably."

"Just making sure you appreciate the consequences.

"Then why does it feel like you're holding something back?" Carmen asked.

"It's just an idea. More of a 'what if' really. I need to know a lot more."

"I'm thinking I... would really father not be here," Jenny said.

"You're the best of us at the pronunciations," Clay replied. "We need to give this the best shot of working."

As he looked over at where Jenny was nervously clutching at the folds of the bedspread Clay thought that she might bolt from the room at any moment. She tucked some loose hair behind her ear and exhaled slowly. Having next to no experience with the world of underground narcotics himself the whole thing rebelled against the sensibilities that had (perhaps unknowingly) been pounded into him by his father.

You better not come back from that school a junkie! Whether or not he had said that while sucking on a cigarette, Clay couldn't remember.

What he could remember was that junkies were perhaps the worst people that existed, worse even than Commie Millennials. He had learned a little empathy in his time away from home, or at least that he should feel empathy, but the thoughts that an addict was ultimately a shitty person was never far from the surface, that they could get well if they just smartened up. But Carmen was smart. She wasn't a bad person. It... it just all came down to how vulnerable your chemistry was, he decided.

"You know, I kind of thought, when I first came up here, that I was going to end up selling drugs," Jenny said nervously.

"I was more of a 'shaved head, harvesting pinto beans'." Clay replied. "Possibly axe murdered... At first."

"I don't know what you two are talking about." Carmen smiled weakly. "Everything about this place screamed: Twenty-somethings learning actual magic."

And it was swam in her veins. It was not pleasant, but it was not horrible. At first she thought she felt an itch working its way up from the puncture site, but dismissed it as psychosomatic. After a

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