Chapter Thirty-two

Chapter Thirty-two

“You were right to call me.” Tabatha sits on the bed and brushes my hair back. “My darling girl, we will get you well.”

“She looks awful.” Kristy sniffles. “She’s never been sick, not even once, since we met.”

“I don’t remember her being sick when we were kids either,” Abby says. “Is it a witch thing?”

“No,” Kristy answers. “Witches get sick.”

“We should get started. I fear we’ve already wasted time.” Tabatha rests her hand on my cheek and gets up. I force my eyes open and see my friends moving about the room. The automatic blinds have been come down early, no doubt to keep anyone from seeing inside.

“What are you going to do?” Abby asks.

“We’re going to start with a simple banishing spell.” Evander lays sage smudge sticks on the dresser across from the bed. “We’ll see how she fares and then move up from there. Kristy is making a vanquishing potion now.”

“I’ve combined it with a health serum that should hopefully counteract the effects of having Callie consume the v