Mind_Magic_Dennison.pdf

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the

author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or

dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

Mind Magic

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Cover Design by Mara McKennen

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First Edition

April 2012

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For my Grandma, who loves me a little bit.

I love you a little bit, too.

Chapter 1

S IMON crouched at the edge of the shadow-darkened woods, staring

into a clearing where a lone house stood. The knee of his jeans soaked

up lingering raindrops from a late-afternoon thunderstorm. The

dampness annoyed him, and he quietly repositioned himself so he could

wipe away the irritating mud and leaves. He wondered for a moment if

jeans had been the best option to wear, then gave himself a mental eye

roll. It wasn’t as if he had a section of his closet specifically for scared-

shitless situations.

He forced his attention back to the house and looked for any signs

of life. Tucked in the mountains of East Tennessee, its rustic yet

charming aged-wood exterior and shutter-trimmed windows welcomed

visitors and suggested a home where a family lived and loved.

A dogwood petal drifted from a nearby tree and landed on

Simon’s cheek. He blew it off, watching it fall to the ground like a

pale-pink snowflake. The cheery blossoms completed the illusion.

Their light, sweet scent lingered in the spring breeze as they floated

through the air and covered the grass with little dots of color.

This wasn’t anyone’s happy home, no matter how many

dogwoods bloomed merrily in the yard. His magic told him that, called

him here over and over, even though he’d been trying for the past two

days to ignore it. The dark magic being performed at this place

exceeded his skill level; Simon had never felt anything this evil before.

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