that one was created for the sole
purpose of helping her forget about Charlie’s kidnapping and staged death by
the Stiltskin. She needs to keep some of the Grimm memories so she can do her
duty in protecting her children, but she doesn’t need to hold on to the
worrisome ones.”
“So now you’re playing God and getting to
choose what memories my own mother gets to keep. You’re getting as bad as
Teague,” Mina argued.
“Now that’s a little harsh. We’re doing
what we need to do to protect ourselves.”
“Well, I want you to create more of these
protection charms.”
“They do nothing against physical
attacks. They are only strong enough to protect the mind.”
“Exactly. Right now, my mind is my greatest
weapon, and I need my friends’ minds too.”
Constance closed her eyes and sighed
loudly. “I’ll see what I can do about getting the Guild to allow a protection
charm for your friends.”
Mina nodded. At least Mrs. Colbert was
going to try instead of saying no. “Oh, um, there’s one more thing.”
“What is it?”
“This morning, my brother was playing
with items in a suitcase, and I swear he disappeared right before my eyes for a
split second. Does this have anything to do with what happened to him on the
Fae plane? I have to admit, I thought maybe it was something he touched but I’m
not sure. Can you ask around as see if there are any after-affects to staying
over on the Fae plane for too long?”
Constance looked worried and pulled out
her cell phone. “I’ll have the Guild look into it. We will try and find you
answers.”
“Thank you.” Mina felt relieved.
Hopefully, she was wrong about her brother and what she saw. Maybe she could
write it off as her being overly stressed and plagued by nightmares.
Chapter 4
Once she was home, Mina began tearing the
house apart, looking for the dagger. In desperation, she pulled all of the old
books off the bookshelf and felt along the back for hidden compartments. Nothing.
Seeing Teague had been no fluke. He would
certainly be sending a quest after her and soon. Especially if she didn’t find
the item he was asking for.
Life was so unfair.
The rain that started this afternoon at
school still hadn’t let up, and now and again lightning lit up the sky followed
by thunder. The pelting of water on the roof and windows was unnerving,
especially when she was all alone.
Leaving the piles and piles of books on
the floor in the library, she turned her attention to the walls and picture
frames. Wasn’t that how it was in the movies? Pull on a sconce and a hidden
room opened up? Or a safe appeared behind some old portrait of an aged,
overweight smiling millionaire? Of course it couldn’t be that easy either.
Mina wasn’t worried about the mess upsetting
her mother or Charlie since they had gone out to see the new animated Disney
movie. She’d politely excused herself with a ruse of a headache and too much
homework. That was partially true. She did have lots of homework—sort of.
If you counted that it took work to tear their home apart.
She glanced at the clock and counted down
the minutes in her head before her mom and brother came home. It took twenty
minutes to get to the theater, wait in line, order popcorn, fifteen minutes of
previews, an hour and a half movie, and the return trip. She’d been banking on
two and half hours, and she was down to an hour and a half left.
Mina was underneath the study desk when a
loud knock at the front door startled her, causing her to bump her head on the
bottom of the desk. Funny, she hadn’t heard a car pull up. And no one other
than Nan came to visit her old creepy house. Crawling out from underneath, she
grabbed a fireplace poker and slid to the window, being careful to not pull the
curtain too far. Nothing. The library window didn’t give a clear view of the
front porch without her leaning farther out. She heard gravel crunch and ducked
back behind the safety of the dark drapes,
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