The Skye Trilogy: Isle of Skye, Isle of Night, and Isle of Dawn. * Bonus: Scrumptious Skye Confections Cookbook* by Shannon Barczak
Authors: Shannon Barczak
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giving the place a last perusal when my mom knocked on the door and let herself in my cottage. The minute she walked in the living room and saw my face she flung her arms open and waited while I made my way over and stepped into her embrace.
“I’m all right,” I said. “I just called the bakery and lost it for a moment there.”
“Have you thought about what you want to do in regards to the bakery?” she asked softly
“Yeah, well, a little. I think the best thing for my own sanity is to turn it over to Polly or Eric. Offer them a hugely discounted rate to buy me out. I would just give it to them for free, but I’m sure they won't take it. I guess the hardest thing is for me to come up with a story as to why we’re never coming back."
"Between the three of us I’m sure we can come up with something plausible. You know I was thinking? I’m not sure if it’s still there, but I bet the Island could use an excellent bakery,” my mom said, smiling apprehensively.
“Mom, I can’t even wrap my head around that right now. I can’t replace what I have built here. I can’t replace Yummy Yuma, although ‘Scrumptious Skye Confections’ does have a nice ring to it… Not that I have been thinking about it or anything.”
"We’ll just have to give it some time. When we get there and get settled, we’ll help you figure it out.”
“We’ll see,” I shrugged. “So have you come to check on my progress, give me a little kick in the butt to get a move on?"
“Yes and no. I came over for another important reason." Cecily said as she sat down on my couch.
“Oh yeah, what’s that?" I asked. “Are you finally going to go ‘Hey, you’ve been punked’ because right now I got to say I’m not sure I would even be mad."
My mom laughed. “No, this is something much better. I think it's time for you to start exploring your powers. I came over to undo the spell that has masked your magical inclinations. It’s time for you to learn to be a Caster, darling."
My stomach began to coil with nervousness and excitement the minute my mom got done talking. Magic, it was a simple word that was wreaking havoc on my stomach right now.
“OK, Glenda. Let’s get this party started."
Chapter Six
“First things first, I’m going to do a spell that will unleash your magic. I’m not sure what you will feel or if there will be any reaction after all this time. You might sense a subtle change, like small electrical currents, running up and down your body, or you might not feel anything at all. Some Casters are always aware of their magic and their auras around them and some, like me, only seek it when they want to use it."
“So by a small current do you mean stick a finger in a light socket small? Or static cling spark small?" I asked. I had a mental picture of me jumping in the air with my hair standing on end like a cartoon.
“Slight,” my mom said. “I need you to sit still while I undo the spell and we’ll go from there. Let's go sit out in the sunshine. Sometimes it’s best to be surrounded by the elements when you first start.”
“All right let’s roll,” I said walking through the cottage. Outside I tilted my head up towards the sun to absorb its warmth.
We both walked towards the edge of our property near the river and sat down in the grass sitting towards each other. My mom clasped both my hands in hers and started to murmur:
Fire, Air, Earth and Water I call upon thee
Aid me in undoing this spell that I have woven
With no malice or harm to none I love
Unleash this magic that I have suppressed
For as I will so mote it be
I sat there for a few minutes as my Mother continued to chant. I hate to say it, but I felt nothing, nada, zilch, zip. I guess the idea of a bright light surrounding me and lifting me off
“I’m all right,” I said. “I just called the bakery and lost it for a moment there.”
“Have you thought about what you want to do in regards to the bakery?” she asked softly
“Yeah, well, a little. I think the best thing for my own sanity is to turn it over to Polly or Eric. Offer them a hugely discounted rate to buy me out. I would just give it to them for free, but I’m sure they won't take it. I guess the hardest thing is for me to come up with a story as to why we’re never coming back."
"Between the three of us I’m sure we can come up with something plausible. You know I was thinking? I’m not sure if it’s still there, but I bet the Island could use an excellent bakery,” my mom said, smiling apprehensively.
“Mom, I can’t even wrap my head around that right now. I can’t replace what I have built here. I can’t replace Yummy Yuma, although ‘Scrumptious Skye Confections’ does have a nice ring to it… Not that I have been thinking about it or anything.”
"We’ll just have to give it some time. When we get there and get settled, we’ll help you figure it out.”
“We’ll see,” I shrugged. “So have you come to check on my progress, give me a little kick in the butt to get a move on?"
“Yes and no. I came over for another important reason." Cecily said as she sat down on my couch.
“Oh yeah, what’s that?" I asked. “Are you finally going to go ‘Hey, you’ve been punked’ because right now I got to say I’m not sure I would even be mad."
My mom laughed. “No, this is something much better. I think it's time for you to start exploring your powers. I came over to undo the spell that has masked your magical inclinations. It’s time for you to learn to be a Caster, darling."
My stomach began to coil with nervousness and excitement the minute my mom got done talking. Magic, it was a simple word that was wreaking havoc on my stomach right now.
“OK, Glenda. Let’s get this party started."
Chapter Six
“First things first, I’m going to do a spell that will unleash your magic. I’m not sure what you will feel or if there will be any reaction after all this time. You might sense a subtle change, like small electrical currents, running up and down your body, or you might not feel anything at all. Some Casters are always aware of their magic and their auras around them and some, like me, only seek it when they want to use it."
“So by a small current do you mean stick a finger in a light socket small? Or static cling spark small?" I asked. I had a mental picture of me jumping in the air with my hair standing on end like a cartoon.
“Slight,” my mom said. “I need you to sit still while I undo the spell and we’ll go from there. Let's go sit out in the sunshine. Sometimes it’s best to be surrounded by the elements when you first start.”
“All right let’s roll,” I said walking through the cottage. Outside I tilted my head up towards the sun to absorb its warmth.
We both walked towards the edge of our property near the river and sat down in the grass sitting towards each other. My mom clasped both my hands in hers and started to murmur:
Fire, Air, Earth and Water I call upon thee
Aid me in undoing this spell that I have woven
With no malice or harm to none I love
Unleash this magic that I have suppressed
For as I will so mote it be
I sat there for a few minutes as my Mother continued to chant. I hate to say it, but I felt nothing, nada, zilch, zip. I guess the idea of a bright light surrounding me and lifting me off
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