New edition
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The Eyes of Mrs Webfoot
It’s been a difficult few days for poor Firenze. I think Hatty must’ve disturbed the enclosure while she was cleaning – or snooping! – or else the new surroundings have confused him, as he ended up climbing out and I ended up with him curled up next to me as I tried to plan a… Continue reading
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The Woman at Dune House
I’m glad my fortune-telling at the coffee shop is going well – not only am I raising money, but it gives me a chance to talk to people. I had a mad moment the other day when I even missed school. I remembered going to the housemother with a problem, or those two-faced girls who… Continue reading
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The Storm
I rushed upstairs and discovered he was right… there was a storm howling outside my window. One half of the house was in sunshine… the other being battered by a full-on storm. Continue reading
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A Magical Stranger
It had been warm when I’d left and I only had my hoodie with me, and there was a woman who’d also taken shelter, in her thirties or forties with bright red hair, and she was also without her coat. She smiled at me. “Come and join. The bus doesn’t stop here anymore though, so… Continue reading
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Familiar conflict
Suki’s eggs have hatched! They are dear little chicks, although very noisy, and since she is on her own, Suki needs a lot of help getting enough food for them. Teddy does not like this. He wasn’t fond of Suki anyway, and, now there are a whole brood of chicks too, he is very restless.… Continue reading
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Unromantic Rites of Passage
Lucy Skylark Entry 3, 24th March. Dear Vera, Oh, I feel like such a stupid, silly child. I’ve been lodging at Dune House just over three weeks now and everything seemed fine but this morning Suki my bird friend nudged me awake and said she thought she could hear something. I thought she was just being… Continue reading
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The Gateway
I got out that map of Barkmouth you gave me and looked at it, and it looked like it was shining somehow, right near the cinema, the one I thought might be staffed by Fae. Teddy was eager to get out and he was keen to find out what might be happening… And he pointed… Continue reading
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The Harbinger of Spring
A very pretty little bird landed on my window sill. I went to give her some seeds and then she chirped at me rather insistently that, as a witch, I was obligated to give her room and board. Well, I was very surprised to hear a bird talk but she didn’t seem to think this was at… Continue reading
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Lucy Skylark’s Magical Year
I’m so glad you agreed to be my mentor. It was very kind of you when you could be enjoying your retirement, so I’m grateful for all your time and advice. I’m so excited to be taking my first steps to becoming a full time witch. Continue reading
Helen Speaks 