"Good," I declared, smiling widely. "It didn't explode." Considering howbadly my last attempt at holy magic had gone, I was rather terrified ofwhat mi...ht happen if I made a mistake with a healing spell. I'd onlyheard Lucy say it once, so mispronunciation had been a real risk."Ideally, I'd write it down at this point, but failing that..." I brokethe branch, again, and repeated the process. I did this again and againuntil I was convinced the words were transcribed in my brain.[1] Then Iwalked. Conway Kendall was buried in the old ghost town's cemetery with no service and little ceremony. They left a simple wooden marker that gave his name and the years he was born and died. Only Taegan spent any time there once the marker had been placed with Jenna waiting patiently for him behind the low wooden fence whose worn and falling pickets marked the edge of the town's plot.Elder Hobson was left strapped to a post in the center of town in front of the church. There was a note on this body,. Tonight I want to be as near toperfection as possible. I see a silver woman reflected back at me. Myupswept hair is platinum blonde with shoulder-length ringlets falling>from the back of my head down behind my ears. A diamond tiara holdsevery hair in place,giving me a regal appearance. In my ears long danglyearrings of silver studded with diamond chips twinkle in the light, andshift as I turn my head this way and that.My face is perfectly made up and I admire my own beauty. My eyebrows. ”The steak sizzled when I put it in the pan. Microwave beeped. Potatoes hot and hard. Turned ‘em over. Two more minutes at least. The bagged salad was ready to eat. Salad bowls full. “Sam, get out your favorite steak sauce and salad dressing.”“Sure thing Caro ... I mean sure thing Z.”He reached for a tissue to wipe tears. Seeing him sad like that brought tears to my eyes too.“It’s a good thing I didn’t cut onions or we would be out of tissues for sure.”I was surprised to hear myself saying.