You look like a ghost," Bailey says. He can think of no better way to describe it. "You appear the same way to me, so which of us is real?
Erin MorgensternI donโt have the time to devote to circles or covens. I have to fit things in when and where I can, in stolen moments and cups of coffee. Stirring clockwise to conjure. Widdershins to banish. Thereโs never enough time, and rarely enough caffeine, but I make do with what I have. Besides, cauldrons and pointy hats are overrated. Sometimes I see other customers practicing. Pouring their cream and sugar with studied intent. Stirring with purpose. I add an extra spoonful of sugar to my own coffee for them, to make all of our enchantments sweeter.
Erin MorgensternThe night that seemed endless hours before is now slipping through your fingers, ticking by as it falls into the past and pushes you towards the future.
Erin MorgensternI have never lied, โ Mr. Barris counters, standing as well. โI do not share what I am not at liberty to say. I gave my word and I intend to keep it but I have never lied to you. You never even asked me, you assumed I knew nothing.
Erin Morgenstern