I own the Immoral Classic Vintage Clothing and Curio Shop on Pickering Warf in Salem, Ma. In my Nana's will she left me the key to an old wardrobe in our attic but I didn't realize there was a destiny attached. I wanted to leave the key and hope that it was just passed down to another Cartwright daughter (my father is bound to be screwing someone else up) but my two bestfriends (possibly former) Melody and Kira wouldn't let me.
Inside was a gorgeous unicorn that must have been part of a carousel and the high priestess card from my grandmother's tarot deck. Mel and Kira are now convinced that I've inherited my many-great's grandmother's magic and well between my dreams about this unicorn and a man in a kilt and my tendencing to rhyme which Kira claims is wishful magick...I'm starting to get nervous.
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but I'm not a witch, because if I was wouldn't my life be better? and there's no way that this Rory MacKenzie is the man from my dreams let alone the man of my dreams... but he sure does feel like him...
