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, I said busting out in tears because I didn't understand the present situation I was in. I have a stressful day at work and I come back to see my house empty. "Oh dear, I really don't know what you are talking about", Mama Maggie said. I could see the waves in her forehead as they squeezed, her cheeks sag more than usual in pity. Mama Maggie is an old gray haired lady in her late 60s. Her back is slightly hunched due to old age, and she also has this brown long stick that aids in her walk and to scold her grand children when they come to visit. Her walking pace is usually slow and only the patient once can wait on her. She looks much younger from afar until she is at arms length.

Not the soft smile, the proud one. We spent the next hour pulling books down, building stacks almost taller than me. Some of them were too dusty to even open until Mama did that little trick with her fingers to clean them off. I don’t have magic like her or Daddy, but that’s okay. I’ll get my wolf when I’m thirteen. I’m still part of this.

Mirabella's Pov Sixteen years ago. Ten year old Mirabella. "Mirabella! I hope you're reading and not playing?!" Mother yells from her lab and I chuckle, peeking my head through the door to the secret passage. "Can I play a little mamá? I've been reading nonstop." Mother smiles at me with understanding. "My baby. You have to study hard if you want to become something. You need to develop a sharp mind."

I have also learned that the books that Emma had given to me are not as boring as I thought, instead, it was quite interesting and I have started to enjoy them. The books are, all about different spells and potions needed for doing different kinds of things, different indirect needed for different kinds of potions, the things needed to perform complicated spells and magic rituals and their side effects, and how you can create new spells and potions, what effect the potions integrant have on things, spells and person, how to counter the magic spells done by dark witches, etc. After breakfast, she leads me into the forest and we do our actual routine of doing exercise and workouts, and then we

My heart was pounding so loud, like I’d been caught stealing time. The door opened. “Ace? What are you reading?” Mama stood in the doorway, tall and lean, dressed in a formal gray suit even though it was already evening. Her blonde hair was neatly done, and her red lips never smiled without purpose. I looked up and smiled. “Hamilton, Mama.” She walked toward me with those straight, purposeful steps. Her eyes scanned the table, then my face, then the cushion. She stopped and lifted the pillow. The book fell.

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FROM: MAMA Vera, my child, this is urgent, please come home for a while. I immediately stood up as I read and processed the content of Mama’s message to me. What could have happened? --

Marsha called her. "Hi, sweetheart!" She walked towards Marsha’s seat and kissed her forehead. "How are you? Have you been good to Mama Megan?" Marsha nodded and hugged her waist. "Of course, Mommy. We played a lot, and she bought me a new reading book to read!" "That’s good to hear." Michelle caressed Marsha’s cheek.

Her twentieth birthday was just around the corner and I was already planning on making it extremely special for her. *************** It’s the evening of Saturday and I’m driving towards my Grandmother’s place with Maliyah on the passenger’s seat. She was quiet and seem to be engrossed in a magazine.She’s been reading magazines since yesterday. I’ve been pretty used to her reading novels. “Are you out of novels?” “No.”She replied. “You’ve been reading magazines since yesterday.I didn’t know you had a knack for those.” “I don’t really like them but I have to read them.”

But the question was what was my mother doing with a witch that they even had a picture together "Why is my mother with a witch though?" I asked and Bianca was quiet for a while before she looked at me and said "Let me show you something " she walked up to me and stretched out her hands and I out mine in them "Close your eyes and focus only on your breath, make sure no matter what you don't open your eyes until I say so" she instructed and I nodded enthusiastically even though I was skeptical about the whole thing. I close my eyes and try to focus on my breathing alone and then before I knew it, it was as though we had entered another world.It was really dark and I couldn't see a thing. I wa