To Learn Sorcery

Best-dayMaryanne went into the library.  It was Winter Solstice.  She went deep into the stacks, to a particular shelf, looking for a particular book.  The book was called To Learn Sorcery.

Her grandmother had told her about the book before she left to winter in her condo in Palm Desert.  Maryanne didn’t know whether to believe the book existed.  Her grandmother had always been eccentric, and besides it was hard to get to the big  library downtown, two buses and a half-mile walk at either end.  But it was Winter Solstice, and Maryanne was in the mood for an adventure.

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