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again, few could make themselves invisible and that’s what had given Graylee the gumption to try.
    Invisibility had come unexpectedly, but thank god it did. Graylee was driving home alone after a late-night movie fest with Thea and got a flat as she rolled past a shady part of town. The first thing she’d done was call her mom using her cell phone; second, swore to herself she’d ask Ryan’s dad to show her how to change a tire; and third, noted the hooligans lurking about while her mother still a good fifteen minutes away. Graylee had imagined herself invisible to calm her mind, working out all the details of the transformation process, and then, somehow, it’d happened. She’d known because she saw her arms disappear. Immediately she’d looked in the rearview mirror. No reflection.
    It’d been an amazing moment. But then her mom had pulled up and started to panic when she didn’t see Graylee so she’d filled herself in quickly as her mom hurried back to her own car.
    Once they were safely home, Graylee tried to demonstrate the spell, but nothing happened. Her mom had given her an encouraging look.
    “I was invisible, Mom. I swear.”
    Her mom had smiled. “I believe you, sweetie. Our abilities are like that sometimes. They respond to our commands when we most need them—like in the case of tonight. You put yourself under magical protection.”
    Maybe it had been stress that allowed her to hide in plain sight. But Graylee hadn’t been stressed when she turned invisible to sneak into Mrs. Pritchett’s class.
    Either way, it didn’t look good for Graylee that her twin could keep up with their peers at Gathering on Sundays while Graylee floundered… literally… to so much as float, a spell even the preteens had mastered.
    Graylee suppressed a sigh. She took the seat behind her mother. Think of all the time it’d save her if she could be dressed with the snap of a finger. In her dreams. It wasn’t like Charlene ever tried to help her develop her powers. At least her sister couldn’t create new clothes. Then Graylee really would have to hate her. Charlene might be able to make outfits appear on her body, but only articles she already owned. Thus the trip to the mall.
    In the parking lot, Charlene vacated the passenger’s seat before Graylee or her mom had a chance to open their car door. Her sister led the way into the mall and began pawing through clothes in the shop by the entrance.
    “How was your day?” Mom asked as they followed Charlene in.
    “Fine.” Graylee touched a green sweater hanging in front of her. Soft.
    “Anything interesting happen today?”
    Immediately Raj McKenna popped into Graylee’s head. “Nope,” she said, turning away from the sweater. “What about you?”
    “Not really. Marc and I went out for lunch.”
    Their mother was kinda sorta dating Ryan’s dad, Mr. Phillips. Her mom had the opposite rule as Graylee; she only dated warlocks. She said she’d dated a normal once before and she couldn’t be herself with him.
    Thankfully, their mother hadn’t dated much in the five years since their father’s death. Graylee had a feeling she was waiting till she and Char graduated from high school.
    “What about boys?”
    “Boys?” Graylee repeated. Why was her mom suddenly asking her about boys?
    “Got any new crushes this semester? I haven’t heard you mention a boy’s name since Hart Hensley.”
    Yeah, since he started going out with Trish Roberts.
    Graylee curled her lip and scrunched her nose. “Boys are overrated.”
    Her mother chuckled and held out a multicolored scarf. “This looks like something you’d wear.”
    As Graylee reached out to take it Charlene squealed and held up a dusty rose miniskirt with several tiers of ruffles. “This is so cute!” she called across the store.
    Their mom smiled, set the scarf down, and started toward Charlene. “Try it on.”
    “I will, but first I need to find a top.” Charlene scurried around the shop, holding the skirt