The fire ring was dead center of the circle covered by the wards, and I could already feel the heat generated by the fire bouncing off the wards and filling the air inside with warmth. Mom squatted next to her pack and pulled out a metal grill, unfolded its legs and put it over the fire.
The frying pan went on the grill and she sat back,her face the picture of satisfaction. Even with everything I had learned since Finneas Connor had appeared in my life and changed everything, I could still be surprised. My mother had insisted on doing the packing, and while I knew she had used some form of magic, I was still amazed at how much she had fit into the two packs.
I pulled the magic sleeping bag off my pack and unrolled it. It didn’t look a whole lot different than any other sleeping bag I had
