Chapter Twenty-One
“Take your marks.”
Beulah sat against the wall listening to the sound of Chen’s calm voice as the younglings spread out.
“Calm your spirits.”
The boys didn’t close their eyes. Their large eyes glazed over as their focus turned inward. Eva wiggled in her mother’s lap as Chen opened an ornate box. A glow emanated from within. The small ball of light unfurled wings and rose into the air.
“Look, mama,” Eva whispered. “It’s a Golden Snitch.”
Harry Potter books had been banned in Beulah’s home when she was a child. Her husband hadn’t cared for the books either. But after his second month of missed visits with Eva, Beulah treated the child, and herself, to the books. And later the movies.
“Still your minds.” Chen released the snitch-like object.
Instead of moving about
