Spearwood Academy Volume Three (The Spearwood Academy Book 3)

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Avalon’s mind modified to forget all of us, and yours to forget her. 

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    “Not that we’re not happy to see you all, but why are you here? It’s dangerous to come here from Spearwood,” my mother says.
    Amr takes a step forward. “We didn’t come here from Spearwood. We ran from there three days ago.”
    Elex frowns. “Why did you run?”
    Amr touches my shoulder. “They warped her mind again and told her they were coming after us. We ran to New York to get her fixed. That’s when we learned she’s been warped more than once.”
    Elex shakes his head. “That doesn’t make sense. Why would they have her mind warped?”
    Paden moves to stand next to me. “We don’t know. He didn’t do a good job; she was fighting with her true self the entire time. All of it was sloppy.”
    Elex stares at him for a few seconds. “I almost didn’t recognize you.” He then looks to Maverick. I haven’t seen you two since you were six and five.”
    So he chose to have them watch over me. Why did he send children? How could they have been capable of protecting me at five and six years old?
    Elex folds his arms. “Why did you come here?”
    “We didn’t know where to go next. We have to stay ahead of Spearwood, so they can’t capture us again. We won’t be here long; we just need to figure out our next move.”
    My mother puts her hand on my shoulder. “Of course, you’re welcome here anytime. Are any of you hungry?”
    “Igraine, we have things to talk about with them. We don’t have time to eat.”
    She gives him a stern look. “We can eat and talk. They need some food in them. Now stop fighting me on the subject.”
    With her arm around me, she leads us out of the room and toward a massive kitchen. Like the den, it’s decorated in blacks and whites. A large white table sits off to the side of the kitchen, in front of a large patio window. “Sit at the kitchen table. I’ll fix something up fast.”
    I sit down. I can’t help but wonder if this is some type of dream. She moves around, opening and closing cabinets and the fridge, as if in some type of silent dance. This woman gave birth to me. All my life I wondered what it would be like to have a mother. What it would be like to have her make me breakfast, or take care of me if I got sick—which has never happened—it’s just the fantasy of having the perfect mother, like the ones on TV.
    Once she has everything she wants out on the counter, she waves her hands around. I frown. Is she doing magic?
    “She’s a sorceress,” Amr says. I look at him, forgetting he had taken a seat next to me.
    “Like the Sea Witch and the one that cursed our kind?”
    He nods. “But she doesn’t specialize in curses. She’s good, a healer.”
    Within moments, platters of hot food float over to the table. Elex takes a seat at the head of the table. “So, let me see if I have this straight. Roseman warped Avalon’s mind, for the second time, but didn’t do it right. You escaped Spearwood in order to have her fixed in New York. Fixed by who?”
    “Agnita, most likely, dear,” Igraine says. “She’s the only one other than Sibi who can repair minds and Sibi hasn’t been seen for thousands of years.”
    I lean forward. “It’s also the third time my mind has been warped, not the second. That’s what her assistant said.”
    “Second time? Why would your mind have been warped a second time?” Igraine asks.
    I look to Paden and Maverick, who sit across from me. “I would like to know the answer to that as well.”
    “It was your choice to have it done. You knew if you went into Spearwood with the knowledge of a person raised in the families, they would know you were raised by a person from the Vox. You didn’t want them suspecting Edgar of anything. You knew at some point your memories would be returned to you,” says Paden.
    “How did I know that?”
    “You made Maverick and I swear under oath to take you to the Sea Witch during winter holiday. But

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