Chapter 49: Be Kind

Someone screamed. The room fell silent as the eyes of the assembled witches all turned to behold my second attempt at life. For my part, I was a little dizzy. The magnitude of my post-death realizations hadn't exactly come with me; my living mind couldn't quite hold all that knowledge. For a moment, I was terrified that I had made a mistake in returning. But then I glanced up into Imogen's relieved eyes and knew I was exactly where I was meant to be.

"Hey, love." I said.

"Hey," she replied. There were tears in her eyes. "Fancy running into you here."

I sat up, gave her a quick peck on the cheek for all the assembled magical world to see, and rose the rest of the way to my feet. Then I stretched dramatically, like I was waking from a long nap.

Olezhka crashed into me with enough force to nearly topple me over. He didn't say anything, but I could feel the anxiety he had been dealing with. The terror over my absence.