A Charming Hex (Magical Cures Mystery Series Book 9)

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tapped my fingernail on the glass ball.
    “I will not.” Her voice boomed from deep within. “What you have done to me should be against spiritual law.”
    “Really?” I asked. “I brought you to this beautiful slice of heaven on Earth and if you’d just take a peek, you’ll know what I’m talking about.”
    Suddenly one of her purple eye shadowed eyes took up the entire glass ball. It opened, rolled around to get a view, and then narrowed when it looked at me.
    “I guess I can try to come out and get over this sickness,” she groaned. “Do you know what they do to your luggage at those airports?”
    I shook my head.
    “They open up your stuff and they look at it all. They shook me up like I was a snow globe. Snow. Globe!” she shouted.  I had to turn my head so she couldn’t see my smirk.
    “Oh no.” I put her on top of the clothes and rummaged through the rest of the suitcase. “Did they get my book?”
    I hadn’t thought about anyone going through my things.
    “They tried to take a lot of stuff, but I had to make an appearance.” An evil grin crossed her red lips, exposing her bright white teeth. “I gave them a little spook.”
    “Good girl.” I couldn’t help but laugh. “You do love me.”
    “I love me. I love my life and I want to go home. That means that I have to keep you safe in order to get back there. A little spook never hurt anyone.” She winked. “Now, go put me over there so I can get a good view of this place while I’m here.”
    “Will do.” I gave her a snappy salute and put her next to the bed on the table. “This will make you happy and relaxed.”
    I looked into the ball. Madame Torres was sitting cross-legged on a floating oriental carpet already doing mediation.
    “Everything alright?” Oscar asked.
    “Everything is just fine.” I grabbed my bathing suit out of the suitcase and headed off to the bathroom.
    While I was getting my suit on, Oscar left to go to the beach, where I found him with his toes in the surf.
    “Let’s take a walk and see what’s down there.” He pointed ahead of us and grabbed my hand.
    “I’m not going to lie.” I swung our hands between us as we walked down the beach to anywhere and nowhere at the same time. “This is beautiful. And I thought Whispering Falls was amazing.”
    “Our home is amazing, but sometimes we have to feed our own souls and just live like we used to.” Oscar was right. “Don’t you miss living in Locust Grove sometimes? The easy life?”
    “You mean climbing in and out of my window, smashing Darla’s flowers and feeding me Ding Dongs?” Those were fond memories. “No, life was hard for me. You were a cop and I was trying to make a living making homeopathic cures. I had no meaning to my life.”
    “You are meant to be with me.” He put his arm around my shoulders as we watched the waves roll in and roll out. “As long as I have you, I know life is great.”
    “Me too.” My wrist burned and I rubbed the charm bracelet. And as long as I have you , I thought as I rubbed the newest charm.
    “Newlyweds, huh?” A man from the wedding party jogged up.
    “We are.” Oscar agreed. “Oscar and June Park.”
    I was going to correct him because I did technically keep my name, June Heal, but for argument’s sake and the fact I didn’t feel like explaining why I had kept my name, I let Oscar ramble to his new friend.
    “I’m getting married tomorrow. It was her idea to bring our closest friends and it seemed like fun.” The guy put his hand out. “Patrick.”
    They did the man shake and did some more talking as the three of us walked down the beach. I stopped every few feet and looked at the shells to see if there were any I might be able to take back with me.
    “We are going snorkeling tonight if you want to go.” Patrick was a friendly sort of guy. He had short blond hair. Tall. Already tan. Fairly well built.
    “At night?” I asked.
    “Yeah.” He anxiously nodded his head. “Tulip Island has the

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