I
opened my desk drawer to search for a bar of wax to seal the letter I had just
finished.
“Anyone
home?”
“Oh
hey, Angelica,” I said, looking up to find one of my new friends standing in
the doorway. “How’s it going?”
She
came in and threw herself across the end of my bed. “I can’t believe we’ve been
here for a week already,” she said, rolling over to stare up at the ceiling.
“Weird, isn’t it?”
“Very
weird,” I agreed. “Want to see something cool?”
She
bounced off the bed to come watch what I was doing. I held the stick of wax out
over the envelope and rubbed the tips of my fingers together over it. “Heat,” I
murmured, and was rewarded when a gentle glow emanated from between my fingers.
The wax immediately started dripping. Once a small pool of it formed on the
envelope I separated my fingers, and the heat source disappeared. I grabbed the
triskelion seal my mother had given me and pressed it into the wax before it
could cool.
“Sweet.”
Angelica grinned. “Is that difficult?”
“Not
at all,” I said. “You just have to be careful not to burn yourself. Want to
try?”
