Chapter 11

I took the plate from her and placed it down on the counter near the newspaper.

“You don’t have a problem with Katherine and her parents even though they were born without magic, do you?” I asked.

Mom scoffed. “Don’t be ridiculous.”

“Good. I know it was a stupid question, but I had to be sure.”

She grabbed the ketchup from the fridge and a fork from the drawer near my hip and handed them to me.

“How did you get out of the situation?” she asked.

“I used magic.” I squirted ketchup onto my plate before breaking apart a piece of my omelet and dunking it in the ketchup.

She handed me a glass of water. “I almost forgot.”

“No worries.” I placed the water on the kitchen counter after sipping it.

“Wouldn’t you rather eat at the dining room table?”

I shook my head. “Nah, it’s okay.”

“Whatever,” she said.

“Do you mind if I ask you another question?”

“Of course not. You can ask me anything.”