Serial 4: The Garden of Abracadabra, Vol 1 of the Abracadabra Series Lisa Mason #SFWApro
The Garden of Abracadabra
Volume 1 of the Abracadabra Series
Lisa Mason
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
“Abracadabra” is a real magical spell formulated by Cabbalist magicians two thousand years ago. Originally invoked to cure mortal diseases, the spell has since been employed as the enabling word to cause the result of a magical operation. The spell can only be used to create good results, never evil (see E.A. Wallis Budge, Lewis Spence, and others) and is so powerful everyone in the world has heard of the word.
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Copyright 2012--2014 by Lisa Mason.
Cover art, interior art, and logo copyright 2010--2012 by Tom Robinson.
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Serial 4: The Garden of Abracadabra, Vol 1 of the Abracadabra Series Lisa Mason
He laughs his comradely laugh. “Nah, just a touch. Not enough to leap over tall buildings or stop a speeding bullet. I’ve never had any schooling, not like what you’re going to get. But it’s true, I’ve had to keep secrets. Even a touch of power can be a tricky thing. Especially when you’ve hooked up with someone who hasn’t got any.”
This rings a bell. A big, big bell. “Tell me?”
“This friend is putting me up till I find a place of my own. A girlfriend once, serious shit for a while, but we just couldn’t make it work. She accused me of holding something back, and she was right. I couldn’t share my power with her, and she had no power of her own to share with me.”
“She figured out you’ve got power?”
“She saw enough of me in action. It drove her nuts.”
“Huh. Well, something sure was missing between me and Daniel.” I’d be lying if I didn’t admit I’ve missed Daniel Stern since the day I broke off our engagement. I miss the way he sweetly kneaded the knots out of my shoulders. I miss a whole lot more than that. Once I thought the heat between us would be enough to sustain a marriage. “Something I knew would always be missing. Something I didn’t ever dare talk about. Not with him.”
“The magic.”
“The magic, yeah.”
“Then here’s to magic, dear Abby.” He boldly reaches over the gearshift for another handshake.
