Chapitre 3: Chapter 3

“Wait a minute. What am I?”

“Complicated.”

He rolled his eyes at the old woman.

“Grams, seriously. We’re not talking about my relationship status on my social media accounts.”

“Neither am I. I’m being serious.”

“Okay, I’ll bite. I’m complicated. What does that even mean?”

“Do you remember Snuffles?”

“My cat? It died so long ago.”

“It died when you were two years old. Do you remember what happened after that?”

“Of course. I…”

The words died in his throat. He’d loved that cat, but he honestly, and surprisingly, couldn’t remember what had occurred after its death.

“Your mother and I had to work together to put a blocking spell on you, Dylan.”

“What? Why? What’s a blocking spell?”

“You magicked the cat back to life and your mother had to reverse the spell. With some difficulty, I might add. We couldn’t explain to you why something like that should never be done without the right reason.”