The Modern Fairy Tale Town Book 1: Magic is Coming

Prologue

There is a town in Maine.

Where every storybook character you've ever known and their descendants are trapped between two worlds.

Victims of a powerful curse.

Only one knows the truth and only one can break her spell.

Once upon a time, there was a woman named Regina Mills who lived in a seaside town called Storybrooke in the state of Maine and there also lived with her little princess named Evelyn, but she often went by "Evie" for short. Regina was the mayor of Storybrooke who was deeply feared by many, but loved by Evie whenever she could, though sometimes, her mother was a difficult woman to love with her short temper and icy demeanor around others. The story all started when Evie was around six-years-old and Regina was in a worse mood than usual, especially on a day like today. Evie was very concerned about her mother, but tried not to interfere too much as she was just a child and probably would not understand. At least, that was what Regina told her. Evie was currently in her bedroom playing with her Barbie dolls, pretending one of them was herself as a teenager and the Ken doll was the boy of her dreams: Charles "Charlie" Herman while Regina was in her home office and she asked Evie to wait in her room while Dr. Archie Hopper, the town psychiatrist, would come to visit.

"You, uh, wanted to see me?" Dr. Hopper asked as he came to see the woman in her home office.

"Yes, I did." Regina nodded after she scribbled something on a paper on her desk.

"Well, if this is about Pongo's dog license, I believe it's still up to date." Dr. Hopper then said nervously.

"This has nothing to do with your dog." Regina replied firmly as she dropped her pen onto the table, seeming more ill-tempered than normal.

"Madam Mayor... Are you all right?" Dr. Hopper asked out of concern from Regina's behavior today.

"I'm okay." Regina sharply insisted.

"Excuse me for saying so, but you don't seem okay." Dr. Hopper remarked.

"I don't tolerate that sort of bluntness," Regina glowered. "I'm the Que-" she then paused before she finished that thought out loud, sounding like she was about to say 'Queen', but quickly covered it up. "Mayor."

"I am a therapist," Dr. Hopper offered a small smile. "That's why you asked me here, isn't it? What is bothering you? What are you feeling?" he then asked, trying to sound friendly.

"Nothing. I'm feeling nothing." Regina replied.

"If I were to guess, I would say you're a driven woman and sometimes that can leave a hole." Dr. Hopper said to him.

"A what?" Regina asked, looking quite perplexed.

"A hole. An emptiness," Dr. Hopper soon said. "There's more to life than work. Maybe that's why you feel dissatisfied."

"I am not dissatisfied. I love my life and Evie." Regina stated defenisvely.

"Well, what's the point if you've got no one new to share it with?" Dr. Hopper suggested. "And teach Evie a little responsibility."

"There's that bluntness again." Regina huffed.

"Has there ever been a time in your life when you haven't felt this way after Evie was born?" Dr. Hopper asked then.

Regina paused to think about it before smiling a little bit. "When that little boy visited. Owen." she then said softly.

"A child. That can bring so much meaning," Dr. Hopper nodded with a small smile back. "And maybe it would be nice for little Evie too. She could become a big sister and learn some responsibility."