Trouble Follows

It was much easier to concentrate on my magic while I was sitting alone in the forest, but Grayson had insisted on following me into the woods the next day, so I was sitting on a stump near my tree, my eyes closed, thinking about the flowers I’d grown and all of the energy that had gone into them. That energy was mine to draw upon anytime I needed it. What I’d given to the forest, she would give back to me.