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Prologue, part 2

BREAKING NEWS Interview with Justice of the Meteor Brigade October 24, 1992

 I was lucky enough to catch Justice after the Meteor Brigade’s battle with a mutant bear today, and I kept him long enough to ask for an interview with him about life as a superhero and some questions all of us want to hear answered. You’ve all seen the news lately, and now, it’s time for it to be confirmed. Sitting down in the top floor of an apartment building, I conducted the interview everyone has been waiting for. Here is a sitdown interview with Justice, the leader of the Meteor Brigade. 

Interviewer: Good afternoon, Justice. Thank you for agreeing to this interview—really, it’s more of an honor than I could ever express. Is it difficult leading the Meteor Brigade? With all the monsters you have to fight all the time, I imagine it must be tiring.

 Justice: It’s not as tiring as you’d think! Really, I enjoy it. I get to hang out with my best buds all the time, and really, it’s great! Keeping you guys out of danger is what we live to do.

 Interviewer: I see. I’m glad you all don’t see it as too much of a burden. Have you ever worried you all will fail to defeat the mutant creatures? They look terrifying. 

Justice: There have definitely been some times where I was worried things weren’t going to go as planned, but with that sort of thing, you have to keep your head up and act like nothing bad is going on. The team and I all have our superpowers for a reason, and we’re going to use them. We’re here to protect everyone. That’s our responsibility. 

Interviewer: Scientists as of lately have done more research on the mutant monsters, and they’ve found connections to meteorites that came from space. The properties in the creatures’ blood seems to match those of the meteorites. Would you happen to know anything about this? 

Justice: I do, actually. That’s something Vrain has told us about. Vrain is an alien from outer space, you know. Those meteorites are very powerful, actually. They’re what gave the Meteor Brigade superheroes our superpowers, and they’re also, unfortunately, what’s mutating these creatures. I

Interviewer: A double-edged sword. We were very lucky that you all had your own encounters with the meteorites, or else our city would probably be destroyed.

 Justice: I don’t like to imagine that! I’m very grateful that the team and I found the meteorites, too. Protecting you guys may be a full-time job, but it’s very rewarding, and the team has all learned so much since we formed three years ago. Learned enough that I’m able to be here with you answering questions. 

Interviewer: It is a privilege. You all have been named public heroes, celebrated in the streets, spoken to schools and at conferences…we’re all very lucky you encountered those meteorites. Do you think the power of those meteorites could be harnessed by other humans like you all? Except for Vrain, of course. 

Justice: Well…I don’t doubt it could be…

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BREAKING NEWS Billionaire Investments Allow for Anyone to be a Superhero November 29, 1993 

Due to recent groundbreaking developments, contributions from a local billionaire and a team of eager scientists have led to a new possibility that will let the Meteor Brigade fight alone no longer— harnessing the power of the mysterious powerful meteorites that gave the Meteor Brigade members their power, scientists have created a way for anyone to become a superhero, no matter who you are. 

“It really is an incredible feat,” the man in charge of it all, who chose to remain anonymous, told me when I asked for comment. “Upon the formation of the Meteor Brigade, I was asking myself the question. Why? Where did they come from? Why are they so powerful? I’ve been following the team closely, learning all I can about them, and now I understand. Those mysterious meteorites contain DNA-altering molecules that empower anything they touch, and it works most effectively on humanesque creatures. 

That’s the reason why all of these mutant animals keep attacking our city. Those molecules work differently on those animals. They’re not like us humans. And now, any human that wants to be as powerful as a member of the Meteor Brigade can become one at little cost. Anyone can be a superhero! It’s a child’s dream come true.” The billionaire’s dream has already produced results. I’ve seen people jumping abnormally high, super-climbers, and more running around the city. They even help fight against the mutants that try to attack. I watched the Meteor Brigade attack a mutant cat recently with the help of at least five new heroes—they all looked like civilians, but they had super abilities. 

I could see that the Meteor Brigade seemed to be faltering a little bit. Understandably, they must be stunned by the new additions to their protection of the city. After the battle, when the large, mutated cat was lying on the ground, defeated, I saw the heroes all descend to flat ground. The new heroes all gave each other high-fives and laughed gleefully, looking very prideful in their assistance with the battle. The Meteor Brigade, however, all huddled together in one big clump, all eyeing the new heroes closely. We haven’t heard much from the Meteor Brigade about the new research and heroes, so I took this opportunity to try to find their thoughts.

 I tried to request commentary from Justice after the battle, but, unfortunately, he leapt away from me rapidly after giving me a strange look. I wouldn’t be surprised if soon, every single person in the city has superpowers. Perhaps we all could become a new era of the Meteor Brigade ourselves with these new, incredible abilities, and it’s all thanks to the billionaire and his investments in such a complex field of research. With the new heroes, the world will have even more protection against the strange, mutated creatures that plague our city. Now, any human, regardless of where they came from, can be the hero they dreamed of being when they were a child. Let’s all save the world together, but this time, as superheroes.

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BREAKING NEWS President Ruthson, dead! A tragedy befalls the nation. January 1st, 1994.

It is with a heavy heart we must announce the death of our nation’s leader, President John Ruthson. He was murdered last night, at exactly midnight. The new superheroes that had helped the meteor brigade have betrayed us, led by the no longer anonymous Billionaire beneficiary, Lincoln Little.  What's worse, they are being headed by their own leader, who has sought to call himself “Superego.” This real life super villain broke into our office early this morning, and demanded an interview be published, or else our brave reporters would be killed. Viewer’s discretion is advised in the following interview.

Interviewer: So why? Why did you murder the president? Superego: It wasn't a murder. It was an execution. But I will tell you the reason he had to die. I will tell you now. Our goal as the utopians is to usher in well...a utopia. *Chuckles* It's simple, really. The president, and his cabinet, the jury, every secretary, every government worker, and their allies, are standing in the way of that. Interviewer: So you…”executed” them.

Superego: Yes. Interviewer: Just what kind of utopia are you trying to create? Superego: democracy is a sham. It works well enough on a small scale, but on a national level? No. It's too slow, too inefficient. It only serves to stop the natural course of evolution. To put it bluntly, and perhaps in a way that fails to capture its beauty, we seek totalitarianism. One ruler, who knows what to do, what best course of action to take the nation. Now, a normal human has flaws, they make mistakes. But a superhuman? Well- A superhuman would make the perfect leader. If we can just find out how to give one the perfect combination of powers, a perfect leader could be born, and would lead our species into the next step of evolution. Interviewer: (it was at this point i was too horrified to say anything.) Superego: I will be taking my leave then. (I was disturbed at how gently he said these words, almost shamefully)

And with that the interview ended. I will leave you all with one final warning. If you are a politician, seek shelter immediately, the goals of the utopians are no doubt to take over the world, and their first step is the murder of every single goverment worker and politician.

And for everyone else...be safe, and may god be with us all.

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BREAKING NEWS Thousands dead! January 27th, 1994

Over the past month, thousands of politicians, government officials, and workers have turned up dead. From small town mayors, to the supreme court. Every official who has worked at the white house is dead, killed by the 10 superhumans who make up the utopians. The meteor brigade has tried to protect them, but unfortunately, they failed to save them. A dark age has descended upon the USA, and other countries are reporting their politicians dead as well. We had no time to conduct a full interview with the meteor brigade, as they are busy protecting who is left, but we did manage to get a few words from justice. “Everyone...everything is looking dark right now. And I know it all seems hopeless, but we are going to get through this. We may have failed to protect those who have died, we may have our backs against the wall, but I can see that the utopians are getting reckless. They think that you, the people, are weak. They think they can just push you around. They can't. I know that even if their plan succeeds, even if they manage to take over the world, you will not stand by. You will not watch as they slaughter freedom. You will fight back, even without powers. Because, because everyone is a hero, and everyone has the power to save the world.” Thank you Justice. 

Thank you meteor brigade. We must have hope.

BREAKING NEWS

Justice has died.

January 30th, 1994 Justice, also known as Quincey James Vonyant, died yesterday at the age of twenty four years. 

There are no words to describe the light that we as the people have lost. No words can describe how utterly horrific his death was. He was murdered by Superego, and his body was found under rubble, headless and mangled. He died saving the mayor of Wichita, kansas. His twin sister, Clairity, who has revealed her civilian identity to be Clair Lily Vonyant, gave a few words at his funeral today. She asked that they not be printed, to which we obliged. Quincey’s funeral was short, for fear that it would be attacked by the utopians. He now rests in Southwillow graveyard. 

Quincey Vonyant was a bright young man, full of life, full of bravery and courage. He was saddled with the duty of protecting the world at only 19 years old, barely an adult. And yet despite his young age, managed to do it with grace and with a smile. He gave up his pursuit of going to college and becoming a doctor in order to be a hero fulltime. 

He had a beautiful heart, and loved kids. He often read to them at public libraries across the world. But despite all these good traits, it is important to remember that despite all his powers, his public image, and his heart, he was human, like us. He wasn't just a perfect person with no flaws or sorrows, he had them. I knew him well, speaking to him and interviewing him often has that effect. I lost a friend. And the world has lost a hero.

But we must remember his last words given to the press, and words he said often. Anyone can be a hero. And it's at times like this, we must rise to the challenge that the world has thrown at us. We can't give into despair, we must honor his memory, and hold onto hope.

BREAKING NEWS: Superego and utopians defeated, and the end of the meteor brigade.

February 17th

In a field out in Nebraska, Clarity avenged her brother and the thousands of people that superego killed. There was snow on the ground as I looked on at the catatonic body of Superego. He was not killed, but his brain was utterly shattered. I think we can all safely say good riddance. He will never use his mind to hurt others again.

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An integrated township at the hub of IT city

Brigade Utopia, Bangalore is one of the most awaited projects around Varthur region of Bangalore. Being built in collaboration with Cornerstone and spread over 47 acres of land, Brigade Utopia, Whitefield, Bangalore will be offered in different segments such as residential, commercial, cineplex and retail outlets. The project offers high-standard living facilities which include commercial office spaces, retail and entertainment zones, with the benefit of choosing the residential option for different families consisting of smaller apartments to luxurious flats.

Being considered as a smart city, the project is fully advanced in terms of technology, merged with the intelligent design having a vision for the future. Dispersed in a massive area, Brigade at Whitefield, Bangalore, is linked with various regions of Bangalore like Whitefield, ITPL, ORR, Marathalli, Sarjapur Road, Hoodi, K R Puram, etc. The project is located in the eastern parts of Bangalore, which has some of the best hospitals and educational centers, combined with proximity of well-known IT parks.

The project is being planned to have a high-rise residential project, with vastu-friendly lavish apartments. The apartments have all the modern specifications including 24*7 security system, a grand entrance and exit point. With features like strong security system, majestic entrance and exit points, full-day water supply, 24-hour electrical conveniences with backup and intercom facilities, Brigade Utopia will be home to a smart, sustainable and integrated community. Some of the other amenities include clubhouse, kids play area, swimming pool, indoor games room, multipurpose hall, reflexology path, senior citizens area, podium garden, jogging track and much more.

The rates of properties in this location are fairly competitive when compared to its competitors, making it a more preferable choice. Catering to every group of home buyers, the project has been competitively priced. Brigade Utopia’s price starts from 30 lakhs for studio apartment, while the 1BHK flats are priced at 40 lakhs onward. The 2BHK apartments cost 58 lakh and upward, and 3BHK are from 94 lakh.

The G+26 floors structure based towers will consist of more than 4000 extravagant homes. This grand project has already been approved by The Real Estate (Regulation and Development) Act (RERA). It will be developed in multiple phases in the coming years. In its two phases of development, Brigade Utopia, Bangalore is providing a mixed-use township through its Serene and Eden projects, offering world-class lifestyle to bachelors, small families and large families. The company is expected to start the possession by around 2025.

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 Varthur is superb region among the city, which is home of every residential feature such as commercial, entertainment, security and other hospitality. The project got developed region among the city, and not very far from the main region of Bangalore. You will reach at the location of Brigade Utopia by using best buses of KSRTC & BMTC, while cab & auto facility are available up to the apartment destination. Moreover, upcoming metro line passing through the city is enhancing in the connectivity. You will reach at every corner of city using all these transportation facility, the developer has selected wonderful space for launching one bedroom, two bedroom and three bedroom apartments. Varthur is come under the region of Whitefield, where more than 40% work of Bangalore is running here. Everyday large number of population come here to earn livelihood.

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 The designer team of Brigade group has given superb master-plan & location to the Brigade Utopia Varthur apartments. Every inch of design includes comfortable environment & atmosphere of living. You have to pass main entry gate at the Brigade Utopia project, under the high class security, 24 hour manned security cabin will at the main entrance as well as at the exit gate. While, huge region will be for the clubhouse amenities that will include almost every residential feature such as swimming pool, open gymnasium, garden, yoga ground, senior citizen lawn, outdoor games, indoor games, car parking region, vegetable shopping area, laundry, ironing area and provision for a store etc.

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HMH Teen Teaser: WITCHTOWN, by Cory Putman Oakes!

Guess what: Witches are real, and they’re just like us! Want something a bit witchy to read on the beach this summer? Look no further than WITCHTOWN, a new YA novel coming from @hmhteen in July! WITCHTOWN has it all: a girl with a dark past she’s trying to escape, a forbidden romance, witchcraft, and of course, a heist gone terribly, terribly wrong.

Read the first two chapters of this paranormal-tinged YA below!

A MODERN WITCH’S PRIMER

Chapter 1

Havens in Historical Context

Near the beginning of this century, with occultism on the rise around the world, a whistleblower from within the pagan community exposed a secret that had long been protected by witches everywhere. The secret was that in addition to Learned witches, ordinary individuals who studied pagan practices and who could, with practice, learn to channel a small amount of power for their rituals, there were also so-called Natural witches, people who possessed a tremendous amount of inborn power and who required little or no formal training to wield it.

In response to the public outcry over this “unregulated threat to public safety,” the United States government instituted a National Witch Registry and required all Natural witches, under pain of imprisonment, to submit their name, city of residence, and place of employment to a publicly searchable database.

There was a good faith movement within the Natural witch community to comply with this registry.

Over the next few years, in what would eventually become known as the Second Inquisition, the witches who volunteered their identities were systemically ostracized from their social circles, became unable to retain jobs, and in some cases, were hunted down and abducted by private-citizen “safety brigades.” The runaway bestseller The Inquisitor’s Handbook provided these groups with instructions (mostly badly translated from a sixteenth- century copy of Malleus Maleficarum, a.k.a. The Witch’s Hammer) as to the proper method of torture and execution of witches. Law enforcement was slow to recognize these atrocities as hate crimes and generally lackadaisical in its prosecution of the perpetrators. The government’s solution was to seize small parcels of (mostly undesirable) land around the country in order to estab- lish witch-only communities known as Havens. This, it was argued, would remove the threat to public safety and the temptation for hate crimes, while allowing both Learned and Natural witches to live among their own kind, keep their traditions alive, and practice magic in safety.

The greatest of these Havens was a private township created by the late billionaire insurance magnate Reginald Harris, one of the richest and most influential men in the United States and, until his final years, an unregistered Natural witch. Unlike the small, poor, mostly rural communities that established themselves in most of the government-funded Havens, Harris’s town, deep in America’s heartland, was intended to be a pagan utopia: a model of green building, spiritual enlightenment, and, above all, magical living.

It was called Witchtown.

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CHAPTER ONE

Witchtown looked more like a prison than a town.

For one thing, it was surrounded on all sides by a three- story wall. The massive structure was overgrown with ivy and moss, but when we got within a few hundred yards, I could see plenty of places where ugly, manmade concrete was peeking through the greenery. The walls were sloped at a steep angle, probably to prevent people from climbing them. That thought brought on unwelcome images of invaders scaling the slippery, mossy surface, armed and planning to inflict untold horror on the people — the witches — inside . . .

I chased the thought away.

Those times are over, I reminded myself. For the most part.

She pulled over right beside the sign.

burn in hell was spray-painted diagonally right across its face, in red. Below that, the phrases satan’s spawn and exodus 22:18 were carved into its surface. The usual anti- witch slurs. Not particularly original. But once I managed to squint my way through all of that, the original lettering on the sign erased any remaining doubt I might have had about our destination:

 WITCHTOWN

POPULATION 402 BLESSED BE!

I straightened up a little and looked across the front seat at my mother.

“You’re kidding, right?” I asked.

My mother sipped her coffee and didn’t respond right away. After days of near-total silence in the car, my words felt uncomfortably loud, even to my own ears. I wasn’t sure how long our stalemate had lasted. It’s hard to define days based on rest-stop bathrooms and drive-through meals.

She took several more leisurely swallows of coffee. Then she asked, “Why would you think I was kidding?”

“You think now is a good time for this? Now? After eve- rything . . .” I cringed. Even just that little bit of talking had distracted me. Caused me to let my guard down. And the sink- hole of pain I had been keeping at bay reopened itself inside my chest. It felt bigger. Like it had grown stronger. It grabbed me now with an intensity that made it difficult to breathe.

“That’s all behind us now,” my mother said, but I barely heard her.

Too soon. Too soon for reality.

I had to shut it down. I abandoned the conversation, closed my eyes, and sank back down into the passenger seat. I felt for my weathered leather jacket, which I had been using as a blan- ket, and found it on the car floor. I picked it up and covered myself in it, trying to ignore everything but its familiar scents of sage and something else, something even earthier than sage, as I tried to lull myself back into my silent, senseless cocoon.

Oblivion. Oblivion. Take me away . . .

But a hard tug on the jacket brought me back to the here and now. To my mother, glaring down at me with disapproval.

“It’s in the past,” she insisted.

I jerked the coat out of her hand and turned my face to- ward the window.

“Not for me.”

A harder yank pulled the leather from my grip entirely. I sat up in protest. My mother gave the garment a disgusted look and tossed it down at my feet.

“Let it go,” she commanded. Then she added pointedly, “You know you’re the only one dwelling on it, don’t you?”

I bit my lip. That was true enough. But it didn’t make the hurt any less.

The thought brought on a new squeeze of pain, a new struggle to breathe. I retrieved the jacket from the floor again, settled my head against the back of the seat, and closed my eyes.

My mother sighed. “Fine. Have it your way,” she huffed, and I heard her door open. A gust of cinnamon-scented air flew up my nostrils as she exited the car.

After a moment, I opened my eyes.

The annoying thing was I knew, I knew, I was going to follow her out of the car. I could feel it now: the quiet, per- sistent, unshakable pull she had on me. Calling me after her. Forcing me to see things her way.

I burrowed my nose into the soft lining of the coat, mak- ing one last attempt to hold on to my anger. Part of me wanted to believe that every second I stayed mad at her would give me a tiny bit more power. Which was nonsense. I had never had any kind of power over my mother.

Nobody had.

I left the jacket on the seat when I went after her.

She had popped open the trunk and unzipped the top suitcase. I leaned against the bumper and watched as she rooted through a messy pile of clothes.

“Here, hold this.”

She tossed something black and strappy at me. I caught it, instantly wishing I had just let it fall into the dirt instead.

With only a quick glance at the empty road beside us, she stripped off her T-shirt and jeans. She exchanged her flip-flops for the heels, one foot at a time, gripping one of my shoulders for balance. The blue-gray moonstone she wore on a chain around her neck caught the light of the setting sun as she fumbled with the delicate straps on the shoes.

She caught me looking at her necklace, and gestured pointedly at the matching one around my neck.

“Haven’t I always protected you?” she asked. “Hasn’t it always been you and me?”

I took a breath instead of answering. Separately, those two statements were accurate. But together, they seemed to mean something more. Something that wasn’t quite true.

She slipped the dress over her tall, slim body, pulled the clip out of her hair, and shook out the ashy blond strands un- til they bounced, wavy and alive, against her shoulders. You wouldn’t have known she’d been in a car for days.

I was wearing severely rumpled jeans and a tank top. Neither of us suggested that I change. Or do anything with my own long, dirty blond hair, which was piled in a greasy knot on the top of my head. I could only imagine how I looked, next to her.

“We’re not ready for this,” I said.

She put one hand on each of my shoulders. We were the same height, but now that she was in heels, I had to crane my neck up slightly to make eye contact.

“I shouldn’t have to tell you what this place means to us,” my mother said quietly. “Look at it.”

I looked. And when I did, I saw a cluster of buildings, so carefully tucked into the shadow of the Witchtown wall that I hadn’t noticed them before. The structures looked temporary— tents, shacks, and old RVs. They gave me the creeps. Even more than the wall did.

“This is it,” my mother continued. “Everything we’ve ever wanted, ever dreamed of, is inside those walls. We are this close.”

She let go of one shoulder and grabbed my chin.

“But you have to pull yourself together. Right now. Or we haven’t got a prayer. Understand?”

I nodded, more to show her I was listening than anything else. If she chose to take that as a sign that I agreed with her, that was her problem.

She tightened her hand, squeezing my jaw to the point of pain.

“I did it for you,” she said evenly, moving her hands so they were on either side of my face. “You know that, right?”

I flinched. I was still one big, open wound. Hearing her talk like that, in that casual way of hers, was too much to bear. I glared at her. I had seen my mother’s glare many times before. It was beautiful. And terrible. It could make things,

and people (myself included), wilt under its power.

My glare was nothing like that. But I was surprised to dis- cover it had a small effect on her; she dropped her hands from my face and took a step back.

“Too soon,” she muttered to herself, and went back to the driver’s-side door.

I walked back to the passenger door, feeling like I had won a tiny victory. I had made it clear that this time, this pain, was not something she could just breeze past, the way she did with most things.

And yet, even with my small triumph, she had still man- aged to get the better of me. Here I was, getting back in the car. Without an argument. Just like she wanted.

I twirled my moonstone around my finger. Witchtown. 

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CHAPTER TWO

 The road led us to a large gate in the northernmost part of the wall. The sun had started to set, and the harsh lights on top of the gate shone down on a half-dozen men in black fa- tigues, carrying machine guns.

Private security. Forget prison. Witchtown was a fortress. Reginald Harris had seen to that when he mapped out the place. I had heard enough stories about the guy to know he had been a nutcase about security.

One of the guards had a vicious-looking German shep- herd on a leash. I was too busy watching the dog sniff every inch of our car to hear what my mother said that caused the guards to fall back and the enormous metal gate to open.

We were soon surrounded on all sides by trees, but not before I caught a glimpse of what looked like farm fields. It was hard to tell for sure, as the sun was almost completely gone and the thick trees were blotting out most of the light.

The road changed from dirt to bumpy cobblestones as we approached what I was tempted to call the town square, except it was in the shape of a circle. The space was sur- rounded by a ring of whitewashed buildings with dark, ex- posed beams and thatched roofs. My mother pulled the car up in front of one that looked like all the others. The shin- gle hanging off the front read mayor’s office in quaint lettering.

A smaller shingle underneath said witchtown real estate.

“We’re here,” she said, unnecessarily. She turned the igni- tion off and grabbed my left hand hard so I couldn’t yank it away.

With her free hand she reached up to touch the headless, toga-clad statuette that was hanging from our rearview mirror. “Laverna, bless us,” she said to the figurine, then looked

at me expectantly.

I muttered the same words and reached up with my free hand to brush my fingers against the Goddess. She was mar- ble, but she was never cool to the touch the way marble was supposed to be. She was always kind of warm. Like skin.

I pulled my hand back from the statuette as soon as my mother dropped hers.

She opened her car door and gestured toward the almost- empty coffee cup in the holder between us. I handed her the cup. With her right hand still grasping my left hand, she poured three drops of the leftover coffee onto the ground.

“Darkness and clouds,” my mother said, and squeezed my hand once before letting it go. She unhooked the small fig- ure from the mirror and tucked Laverna carefully into the side pocket of her purse.

The Witchtown Real Estate office was still open. At the door, we were confronted by a woman with frizzy red hair, a skintight pencil skirt, and a slightly panicked expression.

“I’m sorry, but there must have been some kind of mis- take,” she said bluntly, positioning herself so that we could step just inside the door but no farther.

My mother frowned. “Oh?”

The frazzled woman held up her hand; her fingers were clenched around a cell phone.

“The guards called to say they let you in, but they must have been mistaken.” She glanced out the office window at our dusty green Volkswagen and bit her lip. “We have no openings at the moment. My apologies, but I’ll have to ask you to leave now.”

The door to an inner office opened behind her and an- other woman emerged. She was shorter than the frizzy-haired woman, but I could see she had ten times more gravity. She was wearing a tailored skirt suit and heels. Her white-blond hair, which was cut short, contrasted sharply with the deep olive color of her skin, and she had the slightly distracted ex- pression of someone thinking about too many things at once.

She took in the scene before her and raised an eyebrow at Frizz.

“Lois?” she asked.

“Handled!” Frizz assured the woman, who had to be her boss.

The blonde nodded absently.

Lois flashed us a falsely bright smile. “I’m so sorry for the mix-up. If you’d like to fill out an online application, you’ll be entered into the lottery with the other applicants and con- tacted in due course.”

She gestured behind us, obviously indicating that we should leave.

Instead, my mother braced herself against the side of the door so her right hand was at eye level, her knuckles facing the room.

“I see,” she said, smiling, as though she was not put off in the least by Lois’s rudeness. “And do you have something I might use to write down the website address? I have a terrible memory for such things.”

She drummed her fingers against the door frame. The gesture was lost on Lois, who turned to rifle through some loose papers on the desk as she presumably searched for a pen. But Lois’s boss paused at the threshold of the inner-office door, her eyes fixed on my mother’s hand.

Or, more precisely, on her silver ring.

It wasn’t a very flashy ring. It wasn’t even very attractive. It was just several strands of silver woven together into an in- tricate double knot the exact shape of two tangled-up infinity symbols. But it was enough to make the blonde in the suit stop in her tracks.

She exchanged a brief look with my mother and tossed a file on the desk, right under Lois’s nose.

Lois jumped.

“I’ve got this,” the suit told her curtly. “Take a break.” “But — but I was just —”

“Break, Lois. Now.”

Lois bowed her head and skittered backwards, toward a smaller desk on the other side of the office.

The blonde strode forward and put her hand out to my mother.

She introduced herself. “Brooke Bainbridge. Mayor of Witchtown.”

“Aubra O’Sullivan,” my mother said, taking the offered hand and shaking it. “This is my daughter, Macie.”

“Nice to meet you, Macie.” The mayor shook my hand too and then gestured to a waiting area with an uncomfort- able-looking couch and several armchairs.

I made a beeline for one of the armchairs, but my mother cleared her throat, sat down gracefully on the couch, and pat- ted the cushion next to her.

You and me, her eyes reminded me. You and me.

I gritted my teeth and sat down beside her, as the mayor took the armchair closest to my mother’s side of the couch.

“Please forgive my assistant,” the mayor said, picking up a clipboard. “She was rather hasty. I’m sure we’ll be able to accommodate you and your daughter. Let me just take you through a few lifestyle questions . . . Yes, here we are. Which pagan tradition do you practice?”

“We’re Eclectic, for the most part,” my mother answered. “Mainly Northern European traditions. Some Greek and Roman. Smattering of Egyptian.”

The mayor checked several boxes on the form.

“And how long have you identified yourself as a witch, Aubra?”

“All my life,” my mother answered patiently. She tapped her ring, which caused the mayor to give her an embarrassed smile.

“Of course. My apologies. I’m just so used to interview- ing Learned witches.”

“Oh?” my mother raised an eyebrow. “There are no other Naturals here?”

“Well, we do have one,” the mayor said, with a grimace. “But she’s quite old, I’m afraid, and not quite all there, if you know what I mean. She doesn’t practice anymore.”

“I see,” my mother said, and she was sitting close enough to me that I could actually feel her tense up and then relax.

“You’d be the only true Natural in town,” the mayor said, and then glanced over at me. “Unless Macie . . .”

She trailed off as her gaze fell to the fingers of my right hand. I tucked my naked digits self-consciously underneath my leg.

“No,” my mother cut in. “Macie is not a Natural.”

“Shame,” the mayor muttered to herself as she checked the box marked “Learned” next to where she had written my name. I did not correct her.

There was no box on the mayor’s form for what I was. If she knew the truth, we wouldn’t all be sitting around, bother- ing with paperwork.

But she didn’t know, so she continued on in a cheery kind of a way.

“How old are you, Macie dear?” “Sixteen,” I answered.

“And how long have you been a Learned witch?”

“I’ve been teaching her since birth,” my mother jumped in, before I could respond. “Macie is a very gifted herbalist.”

That, at least, was true. The herbalist part. Not the teach- ing part. My mother didn’t know a comfrey from a clover. I was entirely self-taught, and proud of it, but now didn’t seem like the best time to point that out.

“And have you previously lived in a Haven of any kind?” “Yes,” my mother replied. “Several.”

“I see. Where?”

“Here and there,” my mother smiled and then sat forward, her eyes full of secrets. “Let me be honest with you, Madame Mayor —”

“Brooke, please,” the mayor insisted.

My mother kept smiling. It looked predatory to me, but it must have seemed friendly to the mayor because she leaned in closer as my mother continued.

“My husband was killed in the Second Inquisition. Since his death, my daughter and I have found it necessary to move around quite a bit. I am unregistered, you see. I hope that isn’t a problem?”

“Oh, no,” the mayor assured her. “We don’t discriminate here.”

The mayor’s voice was calm, but her eyes were dart- ing back and forth excitedly. I could practically see her go- ing down her mental checklist, ticking off the categories my mother could fill for her.

Widow of a martyr. Devoted mother. Natural.

My mother was a gold mine for any Haven. A catch.

I, for one, was stuck back at my mother’s mention of a hus- band. That was a new one. I was fairly certain that my mother had never been married to my father. Not that we had ever dis- cussed the subject at any length. All I had been told about my father was that he left. And it had been made clear to me that asking any more questions would not be tolerated.

“Macie and I both feel that we have been on the road for long enough,” my mother went on. “We are looking for some- where to settle permanently.”

“You won’t be disappointed,” the mayor said, with a smile. “Just a few more questions. What level of formal education do you have, Aubra?”

“I have a master’s degree in accounting,” my mother re- plied. “And I’m a certified public accountant.”

Unbelievably, that was true.

The mayor raised an eyebrow.

“That will come in handy,” she said, mostly to herself. It always did. Even witches need accountants.

“Any dietary restrictions?” the mayor asked.

“Macie and I are committed raw vegans,” my mother told her, and I was barely able to hide my groan. “We believe in putting our spiritual needs above our physical ones.”

“That is very dedicated of you,” Mayor Bainbridge said admiringly, then capped her pen and turned the clipboard over in her lap. “Well, I am happy to tell you that by lucky co- incidence, we have a need for an accountant. Our previous one left us rather abruptly . . .” Her words trailed off and she made a face, but pulled herself together quickly. “I can offer you his residence. It’s a one-bedroom apartment. Will that be suffi- cient for the time being, until something bigger opens up?”

“That will be lovely,” my mother said, and I saw a flash of a triumphant grin behind her appropriately grateful smile.

A blur of signatures and forms later, the mayor walked us down the street. She whisked us through a lobby, mentioned something about an initiation ritual tomorrow, and opened the front door of our new apartment with a flourish.

“Welcome home!” she said grandly.

I managed only a weak smile in return. Because I knew that we hadn’t come to make Witchtown our home.

We had come to rob it.

                                                      ***

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