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Maybe she’s had some sort of breakdown.”
    â€œWe should never have done that stupid Ouija board. We’ve scared her senseless!” said Jenny.
    â€œIsn’t it a little weird that Una’s the one who freaked out?” said Rachel. “I mean, she’s the one who’s always up for this sort of stuff. In fact, she suggested it!”
    â€œYeah,” Jenny agreed, “I would’ve thought if any of us lost it, it would be Adie.”
    Grace twisted around to lean toward the girls.
    â€œWell, whatever the reason, Una is in trouble,” she said, “and we have to figure out what we’re going to do about it. I mean—”
    â€œMind if I sit here?”
    The sudden presence of James and his piercing blue eyes gave Grace such a fright she squealed and toppled backward off the chair. Giggling erupted all around her as she struggled to right herself, ignoring James’s proffered arm.
    â€œAre you all right?” Jenny asked.
    â€œI’m sorry,” said James, who was now seated beside her. “I didn’t mean to scare you. Are you okay?”
    â€œI’m fine,” replied Grace, turning to face the whiteboard. She was in a daze. Mrs. Hennelly marched in without addressing the class and immediately began scrawling on the board. Feeling oddly detached from her surroundings, Grace took out her pen and copied down the notes. She didn’t look at James until a few minutes into the lesson, when he nudged her arm and pushed his notebook toward her so she could read it.
    JamesGrace 4EVER. A sudden sensation of pins and needles shot down Grace’s legs and up her spine, forcing her to her feet.
    â€œAargh!” she exclaimed. More snickering laughter.
    â€œI don’t feel well, Miss!” said Grace. “I have to go to the bathroom.” The laughter spread throughout the class.
    â€œQuiet, everyone!” ordered Mrs. Hennelly with immediate effect. “Go ahead, Grace. But tell the school secretary to call home for you. You shouldn’t be here if you’re feeling sick.”
    Grace didn’t answer or pause to collect her things or look at her friends. She hurried out the door and headed for the nearest girls’ bathroom, sinking down onto the cool tiled floor. She held her head in her hands and took long, slow breaths.
    What on earth is going on?
    ***
    It was lunchtime, and the four girls were deep in discussion.
    â€œSo the love spell has worked,” Rachel said over her sandwich. “A little late, maybe, but it’s worked.”
    â€œBut why ?” asked Grace. “Why that one? Why now ?”
    â€œI don’t have a clue.”
    â€œMaybe we’ve got it,” said Adie.
    â€œGot what?” said Grace.
    â€œWhatever power or skill witches get. I mean, that spell worked, the Ouija board worked. Maybe we’re…well, maybe we’re witches now. Maybe we’ve just… got it .”
    They all considered this for a moment.
    â€œThen what about Una?” said Jenny. “If we all got the power, or whatever, what’s happened to her?”
    â€œWhat if her mind couldn’t handle it?” Adie replied. “What if she just wasn’t strong enough and the power has warped her brain?”
    â€œI don’t feel powerful,” said Grace.
    â€œMe neither,” said Rachel. “I don’t think we’ve got anything.”
    â€œSo how do we fix Una?” asked Jenny.
    â€œAnd reverse that stupid love spell,” nodded Grace.
    â€œI thought you’d be happy that it worked,” said Rachel.
    â€œNope,” said Grace, dropping her uneaten ham sandwich back into her lunch box. “It’s just too weird.”
    ***
    For Grace the rest of the day was a horrible blur of avoiding both Una and, now, James. As she dragged her feet on the walk home, she couldn’t decide which one was creeping her out the most. James’s unashamed stares and