"Okay," Maria Jimenez quoted, "Now, are you ready to be delivered?" Nobody recognized the reference. She sighed, and placed the match into the bowl.
A wad of paper with the girls' worst fears written on it burned. The gas escaping disturbed the lines of salt around the bowl, and flecks of flaming paper floated into the air.
Stephanie Ricchetti cleared her throat and fingered the fire extinguisher, hoping not to burn the house down. Eventually, the flames died down without incident.
"That's it?" asked Morgan. Maria nodded.
"Well," Kirsten Blake said skeptically, "I don't feel any more magical. Now, if you'll excuse me..."
Kirsten stood up and made her way to the basement door. Maria stood up at the same time, and grabbed her wrist.
"Wait," she said.
"I have to go," Kirsten said, and wrenched her hand away. At that moment...
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