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Three sets of clothes, dinner for three, and a cab ride through midtown traffic. That wasn’t too bad. Right?
While the horns honked as the cabbie tried to take us down Broadway, I played out the conversation in my head.
Hey, Dad, how’s wherever it is you are?
Fine, son. Have you decided between Harvard and Yale yet? Both are fine institutions, and I have good friends on both acceptance boards.
No. Sorry, Dad. I didn’t have time to think about my future today. I was too busy fighting an evil magic dude who was trying to kill me and the girl I’m desperately in love with who thinks I’m an i***t. And I kind of trashed your apartment, so you might want to reconsider the whole paying my way through college thing.
How did my only son get involved with the dark deeds of…witches?
I found
