By Brynne Betz “Did you remember the cupcakes?” said my best friend Sandy, twirling her braids and chewing her day old gum. “Yep,” I said, proud of myself for not accidentally-on-purpose forgetting and then gobbling them up like a belly-happy beast. “And what’d ye tell your mom?” “That we were looking for four leaf clovers. … Continue reading Protect Your Magic