“But which one would you use it on?” asked Jewel. “There’s only the one noose.”
“True, and they’re equally annoying. But I’m sure there’s another instrument of torture around here we can use on the second one.”
Jewel started to respond but stopped when her finger landed on a book and, unsurprisingly, she felt a tingle. She kept her finger on the spine, and the book began to grow warm. She tried to pull her hand away, but she couldn’t move it. Instead, she grasped the spin and easily slid the book from the shelf. A layer of dust came off with it, and she coughed as it blew in her face. She looked at the cover and read the title. The True History of Witches.
“What did you say?” Anna asked.
“I was reading the title of this book.” Jewel stood and turned to show the others. They walked over
