Chapter 7

“I’m sorry. I’m aware Mildred acquired the fountain pen but I don’t know where she stored it,” Riadh said.

Dale gazed at the raven haired djinn. He’d hoped Riadh would be able to tell him where the pen was. No such luck. “Can I assume that the pen is the same size as a usual fountain pen?”

“I believe so.”

“Okay, I guess I’ll start with the desk downstairs in the den. If I find more than one, you’ll be able to tell me which one is magic, right?”

“Yes, not a problem.”

“I know we didn’t get into this before but how did Aunt Mildred let people know what she has or was willing to buy?” Dale asked.

“A mixture of word of mouth and a very covert website.”

“Ebay for magic?”

“Eh, definitely less organized than that, more akin to an old style bulletin board.” said Riadh.