As my mind wandered, I flipped the pages, observing the handwriting as much as I was reading the letters. It was like looking through a little window into this woman, with her tiny notes and the little curl under her ys.
One thing I noticed, however, was how each spell, hex, charm, and even recipe seemed to be entirely unique. If the notes weren’t commented on by several witches, the original author had made some note about how a future witch might alter the magic to better suit herself. I hadn’t tried anything like what most of them described, yet many of the notes simply made sense. I felt connected to this book in a way that, no matter how patient Val had been, I hadn’t with the spells she’d taught me.
Perhaps because I know this was written by my ancestors?
I wasn’t sure if it was j
