They said a lot about how the existence of such a young wizard was ‘unheard of’ and ‘shocking’. Then one of them said, ‘Gladys, give me my pills. I think I’m going to have a heart attack.’ He didn’t though, luckily,” said Faith. “Have a heart attack, I mean. Because Gladys DID give him his pills. But I don’t think I’ve seen the lot of them this excited since I took cake to the last council meeting. What was I saying?” Faith shook her head, braids whipping back and forth. “Phew. Their longwindedness is catching.”
Good morning all!
Fairday Morrow woke to a loud crack of thunder. As she bolted upright in bed, her gray eyes flew open. Rain pelted against the window. Electricity charged the air. Lightning flashed, and she saw the old willow tree in the her backyard lurching wildly. A whip-like branch smashed the glass and the storm raged into her room. BOOM!