Chapter 20
Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and caldron bubble
Fillet of a fenny snake,
In the caldron boil and bake;
Eye of newt, and toe of frog,
Wool of bat, and tongue of dog…
For Shakespeare’s witch sisters in Macbeth, magic was as simple as boiling animal parts in a cauldron. But when you’re a witch looking for a spell, a special spell that has never been cast successfully, who do you turn to? Where do you look? Do you go to the witchcraft store and spend hours into the night after the shop has closed and the customers are gone and study every book on the shelves? Do you pull out old scrolls from your ancestor and try to make sense of the squiggles and scratches though it looks like gobbledygook to you?
Olivia held true to her promise. She did her research. She cal
