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pleasant evening,” Trin genuinely expressed.
    “You’re welcome. I’m glad you came.”
    “Me too.”
    Jason leaned in, causing her stomach to flutter. The internal debate taking place in her head would have provided a decent laugh for anyone privy to her thoughts. Cheek? Lips? Do I turn away? Say something first? Wait, no. After? Shit, what should I say?
    The brief kiss was over by the time Trin got out of her own head.
    “What are you doing tomorrow?” Jason asked, taking away all the pressure.
    “Nothing.”
    “Great. Would you like to accompany me on an adventure?”
    Trin giggled. “Sure. Sounds fun.”
    “I’ll pick you up around noon if that’s okay.”
    “Should be fine. I’ll see you then.” Trin smiled and let Jason place another light peck on her cheek before backing out the drive.
    The road home was fraught with rainbows and flying unicorns as her heart began to soar.

Chapter Six

    He dragged the witch by the hair, deep into his cave. Disappointed in the failure of his last spell, he’d taken steps to boost his power. Feeding on the blood and magic of witches has been his kind’s only hope of survival, and he wasn’t about to lose his favorite meal. She whimpered as she lay frozen on the stone floor, his knife nicking her precious flesh. “Boost my power, boost my sight, forbid the three to reunite. Blinded by blood, shielded by lies, my strength alone will forbid the rise.”

    Trin crept in the front door and across the living room to the kitchen, trying not to step on the squeaky plank in the floor.
    “You’re home late.” The kitchen light flipped on.
    Trin jumped. “Shit, Kit. Will you please stop scaring me?”
    “Sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you. I was just worried about you since the roads are getting icy again.”
    “Are they? I didn’t notice.” Trin walked to the sink and laid her bag on the counter. She’d deal with putting everything away in the morning. Right now, all she wanted to do was sleep and see where her dreams took her.
    “Why are you smiling?” Kit prompted. “Oh my god, tell me everything. Did you let Officer Hardy frisk you?”
    Trin burst out laughing. “Shut up! No, of course not. I had a pleasant evening with him and Caris, that’s all. Now I’m going to bed. Goodnight, sister.”
    “Goodnight, yourself. But tomorrow, you better plan on waking up early and giving me all the details.” Kit wagged a finger at her as she ascended the back stairs that led from the kitchen to their rooms.
    That night, Trin dreamt of Jason and crystals, Jeremiah and ropes, Kara and water, and Caris and herbs. She tossed and turned, slipping through space and time. Sister, lover, cousin, friend. Her head spun as she tried to use her magic to break through this hellish mix of hopes and dreams, fears and regret. A final image of being devoured by a shrouded being jolted her from the nightmare.
    “Trin, wake up!”
    Light poured in from the windows as Kit shook Trin’s shoulders. “What’s going on? What time is it?”
    “Oh my god. Are you all right? I couldn’t wake you.” The fear in Kit’s voice brought her quickly to attention.
    Trin looked around the room, trying to get her bearings. What the hell was that? she thought. “I’m okay. Everything’s okay. Calm down.”
    “I heard you screaming but when I tried to wake you I couldn’t,” Kit sobbed.
    “That’s so weird. I feel like I just laid down and yet obviously it’s morning.”
    “Obviously, you’re not okay. It’s not morning...it’s almost noon.”
    “Shit!” Trin bolted out of bed, startling Kit further.
    “What the hell are you doing?”
    “I have a date.”
    “What? After what you just went through?”
    “Relax, Kit. I didn’t go through anything. I had a bad dream is all.”
    “Really? A bad dream that kept you locked inside your mind for hours? You’re just going to blow that off for a date?” Kit’s fear had turned to anger.
    “There’s nothing to be done now that I