Chapter Twelve
I felt dazed as I drove toward home. Couldn’t tell you how I got there. I wanted to call someone. But who? Mark. Mark was supposed to be my true love, but that had gone awry. I couldn’t tell Hayword, not yet. I couldn’t deal with him falling apart as our life was falling apart. Joanie had enough on her plate.
Clearly I needed more friends.
Sally was right about the contract. I had to perform or I was done. I had agreed to it because I couldn’t imagine that I wouldn’t perform. It just wasn’t in my nature to miss a deadline.
I needed help.
Joanie had said magic was possible if a lightning storm was coming. “I see no sign of a lightning storm,” I said, “but Nature gods, can you help me get out of this, keep my children safe, and help us live happily ever after?”
Phil drov
