Mystery Fiction: The Quest of Existence (Journey): Magic is not the only thing to spell bound, there are other mysteries too... (11 page)

“
Y
e
s, it
r
ea
l
l
y
do
e
s.
B
y
t
he
w
a
y
i
t
’s
b
ee
n
so long
that we
a
ll did
not
go
for
a
dinner
togeth
e
r.” Mrs.
W
ick
e
ts
a
dd
e
d.
B
ut she
wa
s s
a
y
ing pu
r
e
l
y
for
ce
leb
r
a
t
i
on.

Mr.
W
ick
e
ts
moved the
c
a
r to the
re
sta
u
r
a
nt.

“
D
a
d,
I
’m
s
e
rious
l
y t
i
red
of
th
i
nking
that
how
y
o
u
c
ould r
e
main
so
sl
i
m
a
ft
e
r
h
a
ving
a plentiful
c
onsumpt
i
on
of
c
holeste
r
ol.”
A
l
i
c
i
a
a
sk
e
d in a t
a
unt
i
ng tone.

“
W
e
l
l
,
t
h
e
si
m
ple
a
ns
w
e
r
is
th
i
s
I ta
k
e
much
c
a
re
o
f
m
y f
a
m
i
l
y
a
nd
it
do
e
s
not
a
l
l
ow
c
holeste
r
ol
to
make
some
b
a
d i
m
p
ac
t on
m
e
.”
He
s
a
id.

“
Oh,
w
e
ll
sor
r
y
to
s
a
y
b
u
t
I
c
a
n
a
dd
that
he
t
a
k
e
s
much
ca
r
e of the ladi
e
s
a
round him
so
that
he
won
’
t
look
ov
e
r
a
g
e
d
o
r f
a
t
t
y
.
F
or th
i
s
r
e
a
son
he
is
taking
some
e
xtra p
reca
ut
i
on
a
r
y me
a
sur
e
s
that
he
n
e
v
e
r
t
e
l
l
s
me.”
Mr.
W
ick
e
ts
te
a
s
e
d
him
a
s she
wa
s
a
fa
t
t
y
wom
a
n
.

“
B
a
b
y
y
o
u
look
so
fine
t
his
w
a
y that
I
did
n
e
v
e
r
t
hought
of ma
r
r
y
i
ng
someone
e
lse
b
eca
use
y
ou
a
l
r
ea
d
y lo
o
k
double.” Mr.
W
ick
e
ts
made
Alicia
guf
f
a
w
a
nd
th
e
y re
ac
h
e
d
the r
e
stau
ra
nt
b
e
fo
r
e
Mrs.
W
ick
e
ts
c
ould s
a
y
som
e
th
i
ng
e
lse.

A
f
ter
h
a
ving
dinn
e
r,
t
h
e
y w
e
nt
b
a
c
k
to
home.
Alicia p
re
tend
e
d
to
b
e norm
a
l
a
ll
the
t
i
me
but
ins
i
de she w
a
s
in
a s
e
rious
c
onfusion
a
nd
i
r
ritation.
B
eca
use th
i
s
t
i
me
she did not
fo
r
g
e
t
a
bout
the
s
ce
n
e
s
,
she s
a
w
a
nd
w
a
s
su
r
e that
she h
a
pp
e
n
e
d
to
be the
r
e in
r
e
a
l.
S
he d
ec
ided
to
sha
r
e
a
ll
that with
Ed
w
in
b
eca
use
only
he
c
ould
und
e
rst
a
nd
h
e
r.
A
f
ter

r
e
ac
hing
home
s
h
e made
a phone
c
a
ll
to
Ed
w
in
a
nd
a
sked him
to come
ea
r
l
y
the n
e
xt d
a
y
.

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“
H
e
y Alici
a
!
”
Ed
w
in
r
a
n
for
h
e
r
a
s
she
ca
m
e
out
of
h
e
r
c
ar
, in
the
c
ol
l
e
ge
p
a
rkin
g
.
S
he
w
a
s
look
i
ng
n
e
rvo
u
s
a
nd
lost some
w
h
e
r
e
.

“
Oh,
hi
Ed
w
in
!
”
S
he
s
a
id
a
s
she
got
to
kn
o
w
a
bout
his

p
re
s
e
n
c
e
.

“
How
a
re
y
ou
f
ee
l
i
ng n
o
w
?
”
Ed
w
in
a
sked.

“
I
a
m good
Ed
w
i
n
,
a
nd
y
o
u
?
”
she s
a
id.

“
I
a
m
wo
r
r
i
e
d 
a
bout
y
ou,  w
h
y
a
re
y
ou  late
t
o
d
a
y
?
”
he
a
sked
with a li
t
t
l
e
str
e
ss on
t
he
wo
r
d
“
lat
e”
.

“
A
c
tual
l
y
mo
t
h
e
r
thoug
h
t
me
to
be
a
l
i
t
t
le
sick
s
o
she
did

not w
a
ke
me up.”
S
he
s
a
id and
wa
lked
w
i
t
h hi
m
.
“
Oh, did
y
ou
t
a
ke
b
r
ea
k
f
a
s
t
?
”
He
a
sked.

“
Y
ea
h
I
did.
W
h
a
t’s
a
b
o
ut
y
ou
?
”
S
he
e
nquir
e
d.

“
No,
I
didn’t
b
e
c
a
use
I
h
a
d
to
r
e
ac
h
on
t
i
me
a
nd
I
m
i
ssed the
le
c
ture while
w
a
i
t
ing
for
y
o
u
.”
He s
a
id
with
a
l
i
t
t
l
e
a
ng
e
r.

“
I
’m
sor
r
y
E
d
wi
n
;
let’s
h
a
ve
something
to
ea
t
in
the
ca
f
é
.”

S
he
sugg
e
sted
a
nd th
e
y
w
a
lked to the
c
a
f
é
.