JOSH
The door slammed behind Britney as I stood with the book in my hand. I was angry, more than angry–furious. How dare they expect me to banish her? Granted, it was an accident that she was called there in the first place, but how they expected me to perform any type of spell to rid her of my life, to send her away, was beyond me.
Feeling the thick paper between my fingers, I flicked through the pages, remembering Cali telling me about the book when she wrote it. I had never read it, but she told me she felt like she was channeling someone else, like she was writing someone’s story. It was a tragedy, and the woman was left mourning and in pain. She had dreamt of the last page, and wrote the book backwards, from end to beginning.
I flipped to the last page of the book:
I dig my feet i
