Bewitched

Beneath the name is a phone number, and beneath that, in my own handwriting, is an additional message.

Offer to join a spell circle.

$500 gig

Seems shady and is probably a bad idea. Skip unless desperate for cash.

I don’t remember writing this note, and I can’t quite grasp the memory it came from, but the name Kasey…I think I know which witch that is.

I worry my teeth over my lower lip, my intuition rioting at the thought of participating in anything shady. Entanglements like that have stripped other witches of their coven affiliation.

I glance at my bank account one more time before I decide.

I can look for a job, a student loan, or a grant to cover my needs in the future. But in the meantime…

I enter the number into my phone and send a text.

I want to attend the spell circle.

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