XXXVIII

Rosalie

“Helena Walker-Low” I read out loud, my heart soring. “Margaret had a child?” I turn to Estelle.

“Yes Rosalie, Margaret had a child. And it looks as if Helena has also had a child born with magic.” She points to the unseen next branch, detailing the birth of another Margaret Walker-Low in bright crimson script.

I clap my hands together in delight. I had never felt so much relief. And for the first time since finding out I was pregnant with my own little witch, relief flooded through me.

“How do we find them?” I ask, my eyes trailing the paper for any indication of location.

“Well, you see, that’s just it…” The dull tone of Estelle’s words were enough to drop me to earth with a bang.

“What is it? I don’t understand.”

“The Low’s are a very well-known wiccan family. Some may even call them royalty in the wiccan communities. So, it will come as no surprise when I tell you that their location is pretty well known as well.”

“Isn’t that a good thing?” I question. My brow furr