Chapter Nine
I take a deep breath and pull the two paper sheets of the spell apart. They slide off one another easily enough. Though that may not be a good thing. Even after a few decades, the adhesive is still on the page of the book that Mum and Magda used, so perhaps this one has come away too easily.
"Are you ready?" I ask Daphne.
She nods.
"You?" I ask Caspian. We've had to bring him in while Ryan is at class. It was only a matter of time before one of our schedules clashed with our attempts at cracking the curse, but I don't suppose it matters. So long as someone that isn't me casts the curse on someone else that isn't me, then we're fine. The only reason we called on Ryan last time was because he was already coming over to do something for Daphne.
"As ready as I'll ever be," he
