Chapter 8
Accidental Magic
Zoe did not get to stay long the next morning. Halfway through breakfast, her grandmother called.
“I gotta go home,” she said, sounding worried and angry.
“What’s wrong?” Susan downed the last of her coffee and ruffled Penny’s hair on her way through the kitchen.
Zoe looked at her lap, a spill of hair falling over her face, and muttered something about chores.
“I’m heading to town. We’ll stick your bike in the trunk and I’ll give you a lift.”
Zoe nodded and rose to follow Susan, and Penny saw her face had flushed with embarrassment.
“You coming back?”
“I’ll try,” Zoe said, and left it at that.
“You can come to town if you want,” Susan said. “I can be a few minutes late.”
“Naw, I’ll stick around today.”
“Okay,” Susan said. “I only work half-days on Sat
