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A New Friend
Mrs Webfoot’s friend Mrs Edgwood came by again yesterday, but thankfully not to gush about the new witch, Olive Framley, again! She wondered if I could give her niece a hand with her biology homework, because I was so clever with plants. Which was nice! I have helped nurse Mrs Webfoot’s houseplants back to health, mostly without… 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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The Stranger in the Lighthouse
You’ll never guess what. I am not the only witch in town! She looks awfully small, this other girl, with the fairytale name of Lucy Skylark. She’s a scruffy looking kid even when she’s at work – she got a job at Coastal Coffee before I did, but the kid is selling coffee like some everyday teenager. Continue reading
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Not the only one
Oh my goodness, something very strange has happened! It turns out that I am not the only witch here after all. Mrs Webfoot told me that she had been chatting to her friend at the market and a little cottage near the cliff path has been let to a girl, a girl with magical powers!… Continue reading
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Olive Framley’s Magical Year
I am glad you agreed to be my mentor. What a wonderful gift my Chinese Water Dragon was! I knew that I could never be a witch with a cat or an owl. Magic needs to be modernised. I have named my new familiar Firenze, after Florence, the beautiful city where I first realised I… 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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