The girls spent the rest of the week reading the books Ama and Jasmine gave them while practicing control over small portions of their magic, soon Saturday was right in front of them.
“Miss Betty did Jasmine say what time she would be here?” Stacey says pacing the kitchen.
“Child it is eight am on a Saturday morning. The only people awake are parents who are trying to get a few minutes of peace before the kids wake up,” Miss Betty says pulling her coffee cup to her mouth. Stacey stops and stares at Miss Betty with a wonder in her mind.
“Do the other children have power to?” Stacey whispers pointing to the other side of the house. Amanda lays a book down and looks to Miss Betty.
“O lord no! I couldn’t handle more. I just like children. They are in need and I have a gift, I will love eac
