Wand by Landra Jennings

Author:Landra Jennings
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2023-08-02T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

Mira searched the skies for Bandit.

A flash of light in her side vision, in the upper branches of some pines. Had that been the daylight reflecting off the wand? The trees were right past her house.

When she dashed in that direction, she found Sara sitting on the front stoop.

“Oh, so now you decide to come back,” Sara said.

Mira stopped to catch her breath, peering over Sara’s head, up and over the house, squinting at the horizon, searching for the crow. “Well, it’s just that Bandit . . . and what happened was . . .” How could she explain? New Mom and New Dad and the magic. Lyndame’s treachery. The possibility that Mira had a living grandmother . . . It was all too impossible to believe. “Um, why aren’t you at school?”

“Doesn’t matter. You’ve done it now. It’s a perfect disaster and it’s all thanks to you,” Sara said, standing.

“I did . . . what?” Mira said, focusing on her.

Sara was wearing the Zoo Atlanta T-shirt they’d bought on a trip with Papa; her favorite shirt—it was yellow and printed with the image of a tree frog. Her hands were fists. “Beans went to live with the pixies! You said you would talk to her, but instead you just left us here! And now Mrs. Sutter is watching us supposedly, but she’s really watching Judge Judy, and Beans went out to Fairy Village and now she’s gone!”

“Where’s Val?” Mira said. Val had let them stay home from school? Val never did that.

“How should I know?” Sara said. “And what do you care? You with your fancy new clothes and fancy new life.” She glared at Mira.

A few days ago, if Sara had insisted Beans ran off with the pixies, Mira would have assumed it wasn’t true. But after all that had happened . . . “I believe you. Pixies are probably real. I’ve got to find a wand and then we can look for Beans.”

Sara’s mouth dropped open.

“Come on!” Mira said, and she was running again. Down the side of the house, past Fairy Village, and into the back. She felt sure Bandit would be somewhere in the woods.

“Wait!” Sara said from behind.

Where would Mira go if she was a crow?

She’d often seen Bandit harass the owl who roosted in the water oak, cawing at him and chasing him around. Yes, she’d try there. Mira hurriedly crunched through fallen leaves and pine needles while trying to keep an eye out for copperheads.

“What wand? Where are we going?” Sara called.

“I’m looking, give me a minute,” Mira said, scanning the branches of the oak. Only a blue jay and an annoyed squirrel. The owl must be off somewhere. And Bandit wasn’t there.

“Tell me what we’re looking for,” Sara said.

“Just let me think,” Mira said. Where else had she seen Bandit? On Nunnelly Farm Road, last week, picking at a dead possum. She hurried around scrubby bushes and vine-draped trees until at last she popped out on the other side of the woods at the spot where Bandit had been last week.

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