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Basic Witch
A Novella
Edie was a witch. A real witch with magic flowing through her veins, yet she never told a soul that fact. Still, townsfolk showed up on her doorstep after dark, begging for a spell or potion, and Edie was more than happy to lend a neighborly hand. As long as the request didn't fall outside her moral boundaries. Hexes, curses, love potions and spells. That's where Edie drew the line.
Meg was a baker who just opened shop in the small Massachusetts town. Everyone warned her about a certain, very beautiful, frequent customer. They would tell her how scary and dangerous Edie Whipple was.
Sometimes magic was a fickle little thing, and when she made up her mind, it was usually pretty futile to fight it.
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