Wanda poured each of them a cup of orange spice tea as they sat around the table in the back room. The bell over the door would alert them to anyone coming into the store. Right now, Tansy knew sitting there talking with Regina was the most important thing she could do; Tansy needed to talk to her, prepare her for what it meant to be a witch, to practice magic and everything that witchcraft would require of her. Tansy glanced down at Regina’s arm, sighing, worried the young woman wouldn’t have it in her. “Regina, magic isn’t something for people who aren’t planning on taking it seriously,” Tansy said as she held her teacup up by her fingertips. “It requires a lot from us in order to access the power of the elements around us. You’ll need to exercise and try to maintain a healthy diet. Do you think that’s something you’d be able to do?”