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disappeared into the room. “You
two stop it,” I whispered, looking back and forth between the two.
“My Aunt can’t know about Belur, so stop fighting. I will deal with
you when she leaves. Got it?”
    Belur was in his bottle, but it was
glowing an omescent purple that shut off as soon as I said to stop,
but Madame Torres was a different story. Why on earth did I think
she was going to cooperate?
    While walking over to her to give her
a scolding, I noticed it wasn’t Madame Torres at all. I picked the
crystal ball up to get a closer look.
    “ Adeline?” My eyes grew
big and bright. Her hands were folded in her cross-legged lap, her
eyes shut. She opened them and stared directly at me as if she knew
she was in my crystal ball. Pulling her legs outstretched in front
of her, she lifted her chest and torso, her hands above her head,
and with one big exhale she bent forward leading with her chest,
laying completely flat against her legs. “Why are you showing me
this?” I asked Madame Torres, but she shut off.
    With a heavy sigh, I went back to find
Aunt Helena happily sipping her tea and eating her
muffin.
    “ Find what you were
looking for?” She questioned arrogantly.
    “ I must’ve left my Magical
Cures Potion book at the shop.” I lied, not looking at her. “I have
a question about level twenty-eight.”
    “ That is one reason I am
here.” Her long pinky finger shot straight up in the air as she
tipped the cup to her lips. After a quick sip, she politely
snickered, “You really shouldn’t be doing any sort of the potions
from level twenty-eight until you come back and take the
Telekinesis course.”
    That was one spiritual gift I wanted
to forget.
    “ That…”I grumbled,
thinking my day had gone from bad to worse. “Are you telling me
that wasn’t a one-time gig?”
    “ I’m afraid not.”
Gracefully, Aunt Helena stood up, the hem of her cloak floated to
the floor.
    I would kill for a Ding
Dong. I thought, remembering how I first
learned I had the spiritual gift of Telekinesis. A time I’d like to
forget. It was when I was a student at Hidden Hall, and in a very
sticky situation.
    “ It’s very important for
you to learn how to control your gift.” She flung the cloak
perfectly over her left shoulder. “Especially now that you are the
village president.” She twirled her long finger in front of my
face. “This is not the picture of a strong village president. Now
get in there, get that loony crystal ball of yours, demand that
pitiful sheriff give you back your shop, and lead this community
into finding out who killed that poor Native American.”
    Like a good soldier, I straightened up
and felt a little bit of confidence; not much, but some.
    “ You are a Heal, and no
Heal ever cowers away from sticky situations.” Her eyes narrowed,
casting a dark shadow down her face. In an instant she was
gone.
    Hiss,
hiss . Mr. Prince Charming arched his back,
running through the puff of smoke she left behind.
    “ Why couldn’t I have that
fabulous spiritual gift?” I looked at him as he darted around my
ankles.
    She was right; I had to go into town
as if nothing was bothering me. The more I stayed away, the
guiltier I looked. At least that how it was on TV.
    Quickly, I put on some other clothes
that were a little more presentable then the sweat pants, grabbed
Madame Torres, and shoved her deep in my bag before Mr. Prince
Charming and I headed down the hill towards Whispering
Falls.
    With Two Sisters and A Funeral in my
sights, I ventured in that direction. It was good to see the town
was filled with customers going from shop to shop.
    “ June, it’s just awful
that they think you did something to Kenny.” Chandra Shango rushed
outside of A Cleansing Spirit Spa. “He was shady.” She tucked the
ends of her short raspberry colored hair under the edge of her
green turban before she plucked a few of the dead flowers from the
window boxes that made her display windows pop. “What kind of
person