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your
Book of Shadows,” Grandma explained, handing the book over to me. “It’s a
journal of your craft and experiences. You’ll write down important rituals and
spells, as well as things you’ve learned. It’ll serve as a guide for you to
help you remember things in the future.”
    “Do you have a
Book of Shadows?” I asked curiously.
    “I do, and you’re
welcome to look through it if you’d like to.”
    I nodded. “I
would.”
    “The book is up in
my bedroom. Let’s head up there.” She led the way out of the ritual room and
back down the hallway to the storage room.
    I followed her up
the stairs, where I found Jinx waiting patiently for me. She rubbed through my
legs before following me down the hallway and into Grandma’s bedroom.
    Grandma went over
to a drawer in her nightstand and pulled out a book that was clearly much older
and thicker than mine. She handed it to me.
    “All I ask is that
you please don’t leave the house with it. It’s very sacred to me since it contains
details of much of my life. And please feel free to ask me any questions you
may have about it.”
    I thanked her, and
we headed into the living room, where I plopped into an overstuffed armchair
and began slowly flipping through the pages of her book.
    She’d begun
writing in this journal on her sixteenth birthday. It explained her own
disbelief when her mother told her about the family powers that had been passed
on for generations.
    It talked of the
very first spell she’d ever tried. In a moment of anger she had commanded a
wart to appear on her brother’s nose. The book explained in great detail the
sorrow she received from that command when she woke up the next morning with
three warts on her own nose which lasted for three hours longer than her brother’s
one hour. This was her first lesson in the Rule of Three, or the Laws of Return.
What one gives out will come back to them threefold. She cried when her mother
explained to her that the Law of Three didn’t always work so precisely, but
there were always consequences to magic even though those consequences might
not readily be seen.
    I was deeply
immersed in her book when the front door opened and my mom walked in.
    “There you are,”
she said, bending to give me a hug. Then she caught sight of grandma’s book. “Ah.
I see you’re reading Milly’s Book of Shadows.”
    “You know about
all this too?” I asked, feeling surprised for some reason. She had never
alluded to anything magical.
    She nodded. “I try
to stay out of the way though and leave the magic to the experts.” She smiled. “So
are you coming home today or what?”
    “Sorry, Stacey,”
Grandma said, entering the room. “I’ve been giving her the tour.” She winked
over at me.
    “No problem,” Mom
said. “I was just wondering if she was ever going to come home and open her birthday
present from her dad and I.”
    That got my
attention. “I have another present?” I asked, jumping out of the chair and
handing my grandma her book.
    “Yes, silly. You
didn’t think we wouldn’t get you something, did you? Go grab your things and
load them in the car.”
    After I had
dressed, Grandma helped me gather up the presents I’d received from my party
the night before and carry them out.
    “Thanks for
everything yesterday,” my mom said to grandma. “I was hoping I could get off
early, but the hospital was crazy last night.”
    “No problem. We
missed you though. It was great fun, wasn’t it, Lollipop?” Grandma replied with
a grin.
    “It was the best,
Grandma.” I gave her a hug and a kiss and told her I would come by later, then
hopped into the car with my mom.
    The drive to our
house only took a couple of minutes, and soon we pulled up in front of the
garage door. Mom hit the button to open it, and I was amazed to see my dad
standing in there with a sign that said, “surprise” in big letters. He was
standing next to a motorized scooter in one of the brightest shades of green
I’d ever