Living at Harvard was a huge relief for me. Not that I didn't love the coven and my family, but there was an amazing sense of freedom that came with college life, a lifting of worries, at least from my shoulders, and I happily settled into Miriam's dorm room with her best friend, Erica Plower.
Miriam and Erica's multitude of friends made me feel welcome too, inviting me to parties and outings, and I often waxed nostalgic over the ways of young adult witches and their need for fun. My darling Thad would have fit in fabulously, I was sure of it.
And, naturally, where all the girls wanted to be her, all of the young men wanted Miriam for their very own. I can't say how many of them approached me in that first month, befriending me, though I kept them at paw's length, begging for me to inter
