White Cat (Curse Workers, #1)
Sometimes the house just seemed filthy, but sometimes it seemed magical. Mom could reach into some nook or bad or closet and pull out anything she needed. She pulled out a diamond necklace to wear to a New Year’s party along with citrine rights with gems as big as thumbnails. She pulled out the entire run of Narnia books when I was feverish and tired of all the books scattered beside my bed. And she pulled out a set of hand carved black and white chess pieces when I finished reading Lewis.
