Chapter 169

Someone or someones might have helped UnBoxy create the potion needed to become UnBoxy. Good thing I just happened to know a couple of someones in a potion coven called The Crow and Switch. Sure, they'd tried to murder me with Broccoli Tea and marbles, but I was desperate. Desperate witches did desperate things.

Besides, I had to do something other than wait around for midnight tomorrow. That was when I had to make the trade: the Ring of Everlasting Night for Studmuffin.

Before I left, I peeled off my wet socks and replaced them with wool ones. I'd gone out to roll up Dad's car windows earlier, and my boots had sunk into snowdrifts that were already calf-height.