Don’t Hex and Drive by Juliette Cross EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Author: Juliette Cross
- ISBN: B085CMZH7X
- Language: English
- Genre: Literary Fiction
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- Page: 350
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~ISADORA~
I was thinking about purple pansies when it happened.
Just bumping along on my bicycle, down the narrow
street that paralleled Magazine, while daydreaming of this
particular little flower. It was right after sundown, which was
my favorite part of the day to ponder things. I was a deep
ponderer. Not deep thinker, mind you, because that would
imply that I mused about profound, earth-shaking things.
Nope. Mostly plants and flowers. And dogs. Sometimes cats.
Or a more efficient way to organize our inventory at Mystic
Maybelle’s. But really, mostly flowers.
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Did you know that pansies, especially when infused with
my special brand of magic, can be brewed in teas to heal skin
rashes, reduce fevers, and even help with high blood pressure?
Pansies! Shocking, right?
Tia liked to tease me—and by that, I mean aggravate—by
reminding me that it’s also highly effective in love potions.
Ancient Greeks used pansies for love potions, giving it the
nickname heart’s ease.
“Maybe you can whip up a batch and find Mr. Right,”
she’d said with a cheeky grin this afternoon at her house.
To that, I’d rolled my eyes and waved goodbye, carrying
my precious bundle like a newborn babe right out the door.
This particular pot of pansies had been dug up in the Meteora
region of Greece where they’d been growing wild and
untouched for centuries. Every witch knew, especially
Conduits like myself and Tia, that the most powerful of plants
were cultivated by mother earth, not human hands.
“Almost home, my sweet angel,” I whispered down to the
basket attached to my handlebars.
Yes, I talked to my plants. Research proved they responded
well to human speech and song. You can Google it.
Okay, fine. I just liked talking to them. Plants and animals
never judged you. Not for what you looked like, what you
wore or didn’t wear, what you said or didn’t say, what you
believed or didn’t believe, or even that you preferred to travel
by bicycle as opposed to car.
So that’s what I was thinking about when my world turned
upside down. Literally.
I didn’t even hear him until it was too late. The sudden
screech of tires and whip of the headlights hit me a split
second before his car did. The bump against my back tire was
hard enough to send me, my favorite handbag, and my sweet
pot of pansies flying into the air. I was so shocked I didn’t
even cushion my fall with telekinesis because, unfortunately, I
needed a little warning and preparation before I used that kind
of magic. How fast had this idiot been driving, anyway?
Landing in a tumble of limbs, my ankle twisted painfully
on the fall. “Ow!”
The simultaneous crack of pottery twisted my heart and
hurt even more. The headlights of the jerk’s car shone on the
devasting sight of my pansies limp on their side. The terra
cotta pot was shattered, the soil spilled, her roots exposed like
some horrific murder victim.
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