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“The moon will be full dark on Friday. Candlemas is but a few weeks away. And we are entering a period that is propitious for spells inclining children toward study,” Marjorie remarked, her face creased with concentration as she recalled the relevant information from her astonishing memory. “I thought this was the week for snakebite charms?” Susanna said, drawing a small almanac out of her pocket. While Marjorie and Susanna discussed the magical intricacies of the schedule, Goody Alsop, Elizabeth, and Catherine stared at me intently. “I wonder . . .” Goody Alsop looked at me with open speculation and tapped a finger against her lips. “Surely not,” Elizabeth said, voice hushed. “We are not getting ahead of ourselves, remember?” Catherine said. “The goddess has blessed us enough.” As sh
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