The night was quiet as we walked out on the roof. Air conditioning units and their ventilation pipes stuck out in various places. I appreciated the three- foot-high ledge along the edge. Heights and me weren’t exactly the best of friends. Meredith might argue differently, given that in my first two weeks at St. Ailbe’s, I’d jumped out windows no less than four times. I’d walked away from each fall, but I didn’t plan on making a habit of death-defying leaps.
We walked around the air conditioning units, heading to where the spell area was set up. A Meredith-sized circle was drawn in white chalk on the roof within a circle of candles. The largest candles marked north, south, east, and west, and the smaller ones made up the distance in between. A table was set to the side of the circle. We pl
