WHAT THE HELL WAS he thinking? This was ridiculous. Never before had he done something so bloody spontaneous and asinine as quit his job and take off on some ludicrous quest at the whim of a madwoman in a flamboyant muumuu. Principal Jenkins thought Carson was joking at first when he put in his resignation. When the man realized he was serious, he offered to give him a long-term absence instead, in case he changed his mind. But somehow, Carson had a feeling this was a one-way journey, and he couldn’t explain why he felt that way.
Madame Penelope had told him to go to Salem and find a witch there who could answer his questions, but Carson didn’t know how to even go about such a thing. How do you walk into a town and ask for witches without people throwing you into the funny farm?
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