magical cures 07 - a charming fatality by tonya kappes Read Free Book Online Page A

University.
    Tilly and I had started off on the wrong foot when I was going to school here. In fact, she was on Raven’s side. They were Dark-Sider spiritualists. The Dark-Siders and Good-Siders had clearly defined lines. If prompted, Dark-Siders could pull off spells that were not for the common good and mostly didn’t regret it. Times have changed and so had the Dark-Siders’ point of view. I liked to think I had a hand in it since I did help create peace between the two groups, bringing me, Tilly and Raven closer as friends.
    “I hear congratulations are in order!” Tilly was sitting next to Gus. She clapped in excitement. Her nails were still painted with black tips and her hair was just as purple as the day I had first met her.
    “Yes, it’s true. I’m getting married.” I tried not to be so cheesy and smile so big, but I still couldn’t believe that I was actually going to marry the man of my dreams.
    “That is wonderful. I hope we are all invited.” Tilly’s mood was buoyant.
    “Of course.” My mind reeled. I hadn’t even thought that far ahead. I was definitely going to have to get a jump on these things. I swallowed hard as fear and uncertainty filled my heart.
    “Are you okay?” Tilly asked.
    “I’m fine.” I shrugged it off. “I just wish my mom was here to help me with all this stuff.”
    “Oh.” Tilly and Gus both looked as though they didn’t know what to say.
    “It’s okay. I have my aunt and Oscar’s aunt.” I guess I was glad I had them since Oscar and I were in the same boat, parent-wise. Neither of us had brought up the fact that neither set of parents was going to see us get married.
    “Here you go.” The guy behind the counter walked over with a tray full of goodies. “Two red velvet cupcakes and a large glass of milk for you.” He slid them in front of Gus. “A June’s Gem and coffee for you two.”
    We sat in silence, stuffing our faces with the sugary treats and burst out in laughter when we realized we probably looked like a bunch of pigs around the picnic table.
    “You have white frosting on your teeth.” I pointed to Gus, falling over laughing.
    He licked his teeth and gritted them toward me. “Better?”
    “Yes.” I gasped, holding my hands across my stomach.
    “Niece.” Aunt Helena stood over us. Her face drew, cheeks sucked in. Her eyes held a glint of wonder, though dare she ask.
    She had on her typical black outfit with red pointy boots. She wasn’t one for tom-foolery. Her face was stern.
    “Aunt Helena!” I jumped up and put my arms around her, feeling her thaw a bit. “I was just saying how much I need your help in planning this wedding. I came to invite you to Eloise’s house for dinner.”
    “Dinner?” she questioned.
    “Eloise is having us over to talk about the wedding.” I put my hands together in the prayer position. “I really need you there. I need your help.”
    “This doesn’t have to do with the little snafu at the factory today?” Her flat, unspeaking eyes prolonged the moment.
    “Oh.” My voice was a very faint whisper. “We can talk about that tonight too.”
    “Yes we will,” she informed me matter-of-factly. “I’ll be there.”
    “Great.” I sucked in a deep breath. Something in my gut told me that more than just the two of us realized my little adventure at Head To Toe Works wasn’t going as smoothly as I had promised.
    After a few more minutes of catching up with Tilly and Gus, Mr. Prince Charming and I were on our way back to Whispering Falls. The day was quickly getting away from me and I still had to go back to Locust Grove to put a spell on all of bottles Burt Rossen had refused to get rid of.

Chapter Seven
     
    There was no sense in going back through the woods to my cottage before going to Eloise’s house. She lived in the woods and a hop and skip away from the wheat field.
    Her house was away from Whispering Falls because of the old village rules of the segregation of the Dark-Siders from the