Following his mother through a secret trapdoor, Brian finds himself in a cold storage area of the house that he’s never seen before. He and his mother collect ingredients needed for the spell.
“Where do you want these things?” He indicated the larger crate.
“It will need to go back downstairs. For now, let’s leave it over there.” She pointed to the far corner of the kitchen.
Brian lifted the crate and set it on the counter. Seconds later, it was gone. He smirked. “I love how you do that. Will you teach me?”
“When you’re of age.”
“Dad said the same thing. Why not now?”
She didn’t answer him.
“What other stuff is hidden around here?”
“Ever found any of your Christmas presents ahead of time?” She smiled sweetly.
“That’s just plain mean. It’s a rite of passage for a kid to shake his Christmas presents.”
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