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“Don’t go, Tessa.”“I have to,” I hissed. “Papa needs the juniper. The brew is the only thing that eases his stomach pains, and the fever is worsening.”

“Your kitchen is so beautiful.” Prickles of awareness finally drew my attention back to Henry who had settled himself back against the farthest countertop from me. He simply stared, devouring...

~ISADORA~ “Ho, ho, ho!” I glanced up from the register counter of Mystic Maybelle’s. Clara strolled in from the back carrying a red bin and wearing her traditional Santa hat...