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IT WAS THE PERFECT NIGHT FOR A MESS, AND MORGAN
Greenwood was precisely the sort of witch who couldn’t resist a good mess.
Surrounded by her two closest friends, and with lively music filling her
ears, Morgan had no worries. So even though some potions were powerful
enough that they ought to be forbidden, she swallowed a mouthful of liquid
and damned the consequences. To do otherwise would be a waste of a sultry
Friday evening. Or at least a Friday evening that was as sultry as it ever got
in Maine, which wasn’t saying much.
Morgan knew her potions. A talented witch could create one that would
make a person spill their darkest secrets or one that could erase their most
traumatic memories. But no witch had yet found a way to combine those
two effects. No, leave it to the mundanes to have discovered the power of
the one she held in her hands.
Tequila.
If it were magical, surely the Witch Council would have banned it. Like
a truth potion, tequila could make a person blab all of their secrets. Like a
memory elixir, it could make someone forget their pain. And if you were
really unlucky, tequila might convince you to dance naked around a bonfire
beneath the full moon. Not that Morgan would know about that last one.
She’d never done it herself.
Or had she, and tequila being what it was, she couldn’t remember?
Best not to ask.
August evenings at the Empty Chalice were a blur of people and sound,
even if one was abstaining from tequila. Summer meant the coastal town of
Harborage was packed with tourists, and Fridays in the summer meant
many of them joined the locals at what was generally known as the town’s
“witch bar,” so called for the uncreative reason that it was owned by a
couple of witches. There wasn’t a whole lot else to do in the evenings in
Harborage. If it wasn’t the Empty Chalice, it would be another bar, and the
Empty Chalice was the best of the bunch, even for the witches who didn’t
come to gawk at the overpriced magical cocktails on offer.
Along the far wall, the windows had been removed to let in the salty
ocean breeze, and in the opposite corner from where Morgan sat, a fiddler
played a jaunty tune. Morgan could hear but not see her through the mass of
bodies circulating beneath the bar’s open-beam ceiling and the enchanted
lights that twinkled above like stars. Those lights moved nightly to reflect
the changing constellations, creating the impression that what was indoors
was actually out.
But in they were, and despite the Atlantic’s cooling gusts, the bar was
warm with people and the air thick with barely contained chaotic energy. It
was on a summer evening like this that the first witch had probably been
born. On a summer evening like this, it was easy to believe anything could
happen.
Especially when tequila got involved.
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