Questionable Enchantment

Whoever said money can’t buy happiness was definitely rich.

Writing stories that bring readers joy has been my dream since I was a little girl, but it sure as hell doesn’t pay the bills.

At least, it doesn’t if you aren’t willing to do a lot of questionable things to get ahead.

That means I’m stuck as a stringer for several news outlets writing puff pieces for the online blogs being paid by the installment like I’m freaking Dickens. 

I’m not a math whiz, but he definitely made more than me when adjusted for inflation.

But I keep plugging because it’s my passion.

That is, until one fateful night in May when one of my papers sends me to cover a festival for the local coven.

What happened next changed my life forever. 

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