You‘ve never even been to church except with your crazy alcoholic aunt.”
“Yeah, well you and your mom go to church every month.”
“We’re Unitarians, that doesn’t count. “Are you sure about—“ Michele said. xxx “Magic isn’t real anyway.”
She’d made this argument several times in the past few weeks, angling to portray Zoe’s plan as kid’s stuff and therefore beneath them at this age. That means you’re buying the next round.”
She poured herself a Blindfold Ale, her arms snapping the tap on and off with machine-like precision. “We have to do this,” Zoe said, opening the book and thumbing to the right page. Its tinkle sounded much louder than it should in the dark, silent basement. “Just like you and me. “Ohhh, now we’re getting to the interesting part. Reluctantly, she said them one by one,
