Bite me, Twice
He couldn't move in the mirror, couldn't stretch out, couldn't exercise his powers.
Ginger was in a very bad way, and the witch wanted to make it worse.
She had another business, a very lucrative business that offset the bookshop. (It is a sad fact that bookshops don't make much money.) It was a bakery, a marvelous bakery, just across the street. In fact, it was the best bakery in town, and was patronized by everyone.
Her favorite customers, though, were the school children who pressed up against the window every morning, and swarmed through the shop like ants in the afternoon. The morning was for window shopping - they would look over the trays of cookies and cakes very carefully, marking w
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