The Magic Box, Friday
Agnes had spent all last week reading books while the rest of the school was away. Some of them were books on magic.
As Agnes bustled about the store dusting, she hummed a single warm, bright note. She held the tone for a bit, and then the echoes filled the room with a soft yellow glow. She smiled at the light and, satisfied, continued dusting.
The Magic Box was open.
As Agnes bustled about the store dusting, she hummed a single warm, bright note. She held the tone for a bit, and then the echoes filled the room with a soft yellow glow. She smiled at the light and, satisfied, continued dusting.
The Magic Box was open.