Magic of the Best Kind, Part 8

They were all waiting in the kitchen: Ma and Da and Elise and Caralynn in her nightgown, wisps of blonde hair making a crown around her forehead. “Sorry I’m late,” I said, cheeks warm. Their grins seemed to widen as one. I looked from one face to the other. “What?!” “When’s the wedding?” Caralynn burst … Continue reading Magic of the Best Kind, Part 8

Magic of the Best Kind, Part 7

That spring brought numerous cases of flu. Ben was in the village for days at a time, going from house to house to heal as he could. With him, fevers broke where they wouldn’t for others. Gossip swirled in the shop, but Da and I kept quiet. If it was important enough, they could ask … Continue reading Magic of the Best Kind, Part 7