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with myself for that one), so I said from behind the counter as if just happened to notice his reaction,
    “You like that? You should taste my M&M cookies. Come back tomorrow and I’ll make you some.”
    His Mom smiled one of those mother thank-you-for-being-nice-to-my-offspring smiles and bent over and kissed his hair.
    Bitch.
    Lucy whispered, “M&M’s aren’t on the schedule for tomorrow.”
    I said, “They are now.”
    Must go to Tesco for M&M’s.
     
    Very Much Later - near 5 January!:
    Am in Tower Room trying to scry but it isn’t working. Having serious troubles with divination… no visions since my first came after finding out I was a witch.
    Very annoying.
    Very much want to look into boy’s house but can’t seem to focus.
    Am doing it on the sly as Mavis has been pretty clear I’m not allowed to try scrying until I’ve had more practice with her around. Last time accidentally hooked into the radio studio during airing of BBC4’s Today program and didn’t realize I’d beamed myself in. I think I scared the bejeezus out of John Humphries as he lost track during browbeating some poor Red Cross person when I said, “Let him finish, you pompous ass.” Sebastian heard it over the radio. I got in trouble. I didn’t mean to astral project myself. It really pissed off Sebastian as he said it was hard enough looking after my physical self but would be impossible to protect astral self if I went around astral travelling as an amateur. Amateur! Am I The Chosen One or not?
     
    5 January
    Boy came in.
    His name is Rory McShane and he likes M&M cookies.
    He likes them a lot.
    He has a dog named Cosmo (knew that already but pretended I didn’t).
    He is eight years old.
    He isn’t sure that he’ll like peanut butter cookies but he said he’d stop by and try them sometime (this after carefully glancing at even less together than yesterday Bitch-Mom-from-Hell).
    Tried while making a double espresso with room for cream to focus on him but got his Mom instead (!). She was on phone sounding very pleading while crying.
    She’s a total mess.
    Maybe should give up attempts at magical intervention and call Social Services.
    * * * * *
    On another subject:
    Aidan is MIA.
    No call, no show, no nothing.
    Am not going to call him as I made first move anyway and is his turn.
    Lucinda says I should call him if I want to call him and fuck “turns”. World of Lucinda is better than World of Mathilda as everything seems quite clear and straightforward and she is not scared of anyone or of what anyone thinks of her.
    Want to be Lucinda when I grow up.
     
    9 January
    Last two days have been hell. As much as I love my Aspinal Book o’ Shadows, wish I had computer journal as will kill me to write all this down.
    Is important (or so Mavis says).
    First, didn’t see Rory for two days. Was worried and kept trying to see him, even going so far as breaking into Mavis’s Magic Room and trying Mavis’s crystal ball (very risky but I didn’t get caught, thank goddess).
    Aside: Mavis’s Magic Room is awesome, it’s where I have lots of my lessons and I love it in there. It’s all red and mauve and purple with tassels and globe, etched, dangly Victorian lights and toss pillows everywhere. It isn’t exactly my style, I prefer light, airy, uncluttered, feng shui, etcetera, etcetera but it is lovely to visit and very snug and comfy. Anyway.
    No visions of boy.
    Nothing. Nada. Zilch.
    Saw the Mom in visions, lots of crying, looking over shoulder and tearing of hair as she is clearly insane – but nothing of the boy.
    Then, yesterday, was standing in window, frosting a carrot cake when I felt something weird crawling up my back.
    Premonition (or Mavis told me later).
    Ack!
    Then saw Rory running but didn’t see him with my eyes, saw him in a vision!
    I left cake half-frosted and told Mavis to hold the fort and I took off out the door.
    Found Rory running toward café and crying very hard, slobbering on and on about his Mom and