Blue Moon

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Authors: Isobel Bird
be hard if Aunt Netty started talking to Sophia
    more frequently.
    She also noticed that her father was watching her as if there was something he wanted to ask her. She
    guessed that it was about the ritual, and she prayed he wouldn’t ask her anything she couldn’t answer
    honestly. Then she decided to distract him by asking a question of her own.
    “So, who’s watching the store this afternoon?” she asked. “You’re not usually home on a weekend.”
    “Andreoli is holding down the fort,” he answered.
    “You left Rick in charge of the store?” Kate asked. “Isn’t he the one who accidentally inflated the rubber
    raft and took out a whole display of fishing equipment?”
    “I’m giving him a second chance,” her father said. “There’s some stuff I want to do around the house
    today. And by the way, right before Netty called your boyfriend called.”
    “Tyler?” Kate said. “Did he say what he wanted?”
    “We didn’t chat, Kate,” her father answered. “Netty beeped in. He just asked you to call him.” He

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    looked at Kate’s mother. “You know, maybe we should have Tyler’s parents over for dinner one of
    these days. It would be nice to meet them.”
    Kate felt a shiver run down her spine. Inviting Tyler’s parents over for dinner would not be a good idea
    at all. For one thing, they were divorced. For another, his mother was one of the leaders of the Coven of
    the Green Wood and his father was an ultraconservative who hated anything to do with Wicca. Having
    either one of them meet her parents would mean letting her secret out of the bag. There was no way she
    could let that happen.
    “I’ll mention it to him,” she said as she left the room quickly, before anyone could start to make firm
    plans. “Maybe after all this wedding stuff is over,” she added.
    Great, she thought as she went to her room. Now both of them are acting weird. Her parents were
    definitely being more nosy than usual about her friends and her love life. Had they been talking about her?
    Did they have any idea what she was doing? She really hoped not. But just in case, maybe it was time to
    do a little damage control.

CHAPTER 4
    Well, it’s not blue, Annie thought as she looked out her window at the moon hanging full and round over
    the back garden. But it is beautiful.
    She turned away and walked into the center of the room. She was mad. Even though Kate and Cooper
    had told her that they couldn’t come over for a ritual, part of her had been hoping that they’d change their
    minds and call her that afternoon to say they were coming after all. She’d even waited for them, telling
    herself that they would manage to get there.
    But they hadn’t, and she was up in her room all alone, pacing and feeling sorry for herself. No, she
    thought. I’m not feeling sorry for myself. I’m angry. She was angry at her friends for bailing on her.
    She was angry because there were things in their lives that were apparently more important than getting
    together for a blue moon ritual.
    True, blue moons weren’t the most unusual things. It wasn’t like they were missing one of the big
    sabbats or anything. Still, a blue moon didn’t come around all that often, and it would have been nice to
    mark the occasion with a little ritual, especially considering that they hadn’t done one together in quite a
    while. But no, Cooper was with T.J. and Kate was at home helping her mother. Only Annie was
    committed to making the time to do something.
    The problem was that she didn’t know what to do. A special moon called for a special ritual, and she
    wanted to do something that would make her feel better about being alone. She’d been thinking about it
    all afternoon and hadn’t come up with anything. Now it was nine o’clock, the moon was waiting, and she
    still didn’t have any ideas.
    I suppose I could just cast a circle and meditate, she thought

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