her with a distinct eye roll. “You’ve been watching way too many cartoons. A spell is simply focused energy with intent to bring about a particular occurrence.” Darynda pointe d her finger at the screen and the words ‘Focused Energy’ appeared. “Remember th at . It’s important.”
“What do you use a spell for?” Mercy asked.
“Many things. There are love spells and hate spells. There are attraction spells to bring something or someone to you. And there are banishing or removal spells to send something or someone far away. There are spells to attract wealth a nd spells to avert bad energy.”
Mercy couldn’t imagine that she would ever have occasion to use a spell. Perhaps there was a spell to bring grandmothers back?
“What about magic wands? Don’t I need one of those to cast a spell?
Darynda collapsed in a fit of giggles. “Where do you get your information?”
Mercy felt her color rising. “Well, I read once…”
“You read it in a book that was not written by a witch. Witches know they can instill their magic into any object, so if it helps you to focus, by all means go out and cut a tree branch and make yourself a nice little wand. ” Her voice dripped sarcasm.
Mercy felt the sting of tears. “You don’t have to be so snarky.”
“Hey, I didn’t mean anything by it. It’s just that…you can’t afford to be so sensitive. You have a heritage to live up to.” Darynda turned and walked a few paces away. She twirl ed around suddenly. “ It’s your legacy. You have the potential to be more than just an ordinary witch.”
Mercy jumped to her feet. “ Ordinary witch! What’s an ordinary witch anyway?”
Darynda looked as if she had been scolded. “Look, I 'm sure you’re not an ordinary witch, but you don’t seem to be taking this seriously. You need to forget everything you ever thought you knew about witches. All that hocus-pocus stuff was created in Hollywood. ”
“Well, how was I supposed to know?” Mercy sat back down, holding her head. She wished there was a way to learn everyt hing without being so confused.
“Here, this will make it easier for you.”
Mercy lift ed her head in time to see Darynda raise both her hands in front of her. A glowing ball slowly materialized. Mercy stared in fascination. It was beautiful.
The ball hover ed a few inches above Darynda’s hands. “Here you go. Catch!” She heaved the ball and it floated toward Mercy. She thought the television screen would stop it, but it seemed to drift out of t he dimension of the television.
“Wow! Great 3-D effect.” Mercy sucked in a gasp of air when she realized the ball was coming right for her. She let out a little shriek when the ball burst into a thousand tiny lights and showered down on her. She felt a tingling sensation, followed by a rapid heartbeat. “ Oh, my! What wa s that thing ?”
“That thing is your very own O rb. I want you to practice sending it away and drawing it near. I bestow ed it with all kinds of enchantments. You can play with it and discover the enchantments for yourself. That’s your assignment for the week .”
“The enchantments?” Mercy’s stomach twisted in fear. “What does that mean?”
Darynda looked perplexed. “Enchantments? The O rb is like a great big present loaded with a batch of the neatest magick. I hand-selected each and every one for you .” Her lower lip jutted out petulantly. “I honestly expected a little gratitude. Most witches would be thrilled to receive a personalized O rb of E nchantments.”
“ Will you listen to yourself? I’m still trying to accept the fact that I’m a witch. ”
Darynda fisted her hands on her hips. “Why can’t you get into the spirit of this thing? Just accept this gift with my best wishes and try to come out of your shell a little. You should be having fun with this .”
Mercy nodded. “Thanks, I think. I’ll try to figure this thing out.”
Darynda held out her arms. “Oh, virtual
“What do you use a spell for?” Mercy asked.
“Many things. There are love spells and hate spells. There are attraction spells to bring something or someone to you. And there are banishing or removal spells to send something or someone far away. There are spells to attract wealth a nd spells to avert bad energy.”
Mercy couldn’t imagine that she would ever have occasion to use a spell. Perhaps there was a spell to bring grandmothers back?
“What about magic wands? Don’t I need one of those to cast a spell?
Darynda collapsed in a fit of giggles. “Where do you get your information?”
Mercy felt her color rising. “Well, I read once…”
“You read it in a book that was not written by a witch. Witches know they can instill their magic into any object, so if it helps you to focus, by all means go out and cut a tree branch and make yourself a nice little wand. ” Her voice dripped sarcasm.
Mercy felt the sting of tears. “You don’t have to be so snarky.”
“Hey, I didn’t mean anything by it. It’s just that…you can’t afford to be so sensitive. You have a heritage to live up to.” Darynda turned and walked a few paces away. She twirl ed around suddenly. “ It’s your legacy. You have the potential to be more than just an ordinary witch.”
Mercy jumped to her feet. “ Ordinary witch! What’s an ordinary witch anyway?”
Darynda looked as if she had been scolded. “Look, I 'm sure you’re not an ordinary witch, but you don’t seem to be taking this seriously. You need to forget everything you ever thought you knew about witches. All that hocus-pocus stuff was created in Hollywood. ”
“Well, how was I supposed to know?” Mercy sat back down, holding her head. She wished there was a way to learn everyt hing without being so confused.
“Here, this will make it easier for you.”
Mercy lift ed her head in time to see Darynda raise both her hands in front of her. A glowing ball slowly materialized. Mercy stared in fascination. It was beautiful.
The ball hover ed a few inches above Darynda’s hands. “Here you go. Catch!” She heaved the ball and it floated toward Mercy. She thought the television screen would stop it, but it seemed to drift out of t he dimension of the television.
“Wow! Great 3-D effect.” Mercy sucked in a gasp of air when she realized the ball was coming right for her. She let out a little shriek when the ball burst into a thousand tiny lights and showered down on her. She felt a tingling sensation, followed by a rapid heartbeat. “ Oh, my! What wa s that thing ?”
“That thing is your very own O rb. I want you to practice sending it away and drawing it near. I bestow ed it with all kinds of enchantments. You can play with it and discover the enchantments for yourself. That’s your assignment for the week .”
“The enchantments?” Mercy’s stomach twisted in fear. “What does that mean?”
Darynda looked perplexed. “Enchantments? The O rb is like a great big present loaded with a batch of the neatest magick. I hand-selected each and every one for you .” Her lower lip jutted out petulantly. “I honestly expected a little gratitude. Most witches would be thrilled to receive a personalized O rb of E nchantments.”
“ Will you listen to yourself? I’m still trying to accept the fact that I’m a witch. ”
Darynda fisted her hands on her hips. “Why can’t you get into the spirit of this thing? Just accept this gift with my best wishes and try to come out of your shell a little. You should be having fun with this .”
Mercy nodded. “Thanks, I think. I’ll try to figure this thing out.”
Darynda held out her arms. “Oh, virtual
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