I watched for her hair to curl, the telltale Caster breeze. It didn't move. This wasn't Caster magic she was working. It was another kind altogether. She couldn't charm her way out from under Macon's watch. She would have to resort to older magic, stronger magic, the kind that had worked best on Macon from the time she first moved to Ravenwood. Plain old love.
Kami GarciaUntil then, you can do what everyone else your age does. Listen to music. Watch the television. Just keep your nose away from those books.
Kami Garciawe love what we love and who we love who we love and why we love why we love and find a falling shoelace knotted and strung between the fingers of strangers
Kami Garcia