Outside my door, I nearly had a heart attack as a raven landed in a flurry of wings. It had a roll of parchment in its beak, and it set it down at my feet before flying off again.
Bending, I picked it up and unrolled it.
Dear Dawn,
Thank you so much for the lovely Parents' Weekend at White Magic Academy. We had a great time.
Please visit when you can.
Love,
Dad
I blinked at the letter, none of it registering at all. White Magic Academy. Parents' Weekend. But...I wasn't there. I read the letter again. And again. It was written in Dad's handwriting, but...I was here. How could they have seen me somewhere that I wasn't? I'd written to him, told him and Mom not to come. But they had and they'd visited...me. What in seven hells was happening?
I was losing my mind. That was it, wasn't it
