Chapter 31

“I guess magic is real, huh?” Henry finally said, breaking the silence, and feeling foolish for stating the obvious.

“I guess so. Kind of explains some of the things I saw when I was a kid,” Jamey said, letting his hand wander down Henry’s chest, fingering his pentacle. “The lady in the lake, the green man and woman, a goat-footed man, even a unicorn, and here we are with two witches, Dr. M and the Keeper. Mama always said I had an overactive imagination and I believed her. I guess Mama was wrong.”

“I don’t much remember my mother,” Henry said. “Just dreams. Her eyes were golden.”

“Like your eyes. Doctor M said I had Second Sight. Did you know you were a werewolf?” Jamey asked, his voice slower. He yawned, gulping air. “But still it’s like we’re in a different universe. It’s all so weird. I’m still kind of scared. What’s it like being a werewolf? Do you change at the full moon?”