A School for Sorcery

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The Letter
 
 
Tria! Tria, come into the house right away!”
Tria looked up from her egg gathering and saw her mother standing at the back door, shouting the summons. Whatever she wanted, it must be something serious. She never allowed Tria to leave her chores undone.
“Coming,” she called back as she added two last eggs to those already in the basket.
She walked fast, carrying the basket carefully so as not to break the eggs.
“Run!” her mother called again.
Something terrible must have happened. With one hand over the eggs to keep them from bouncing, Tria ran.
“What is it?” she panted when she reached her mother. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing’s wrong,” her mother said, taking the basket of eggs. “Come inside, quickly, before your father sees us.”
Her father was mending fences in the far field. She thought it unlikely that he would return for some time, and he certainly could not see the house from where he was working. Puzzled by her mother’s unwarranted concern, she followed her in through the screen door and waited i ... read full excerpt from A School for Sorcery ebook