Trill's odd new sorcerous feeling guided me to the center of Wilding Springs. I stepped out in the narrow space between the corner drug store and Johnny's, the local teen hangout. I'd spent quite a few Friday and Saturday nights there when I was younger, took the kids for burgers at least once a week now I was an old married woman. Being here, in the middle of my town-so eerily quiet and empty of power-made my skin crawl.

Trill pushed past me ...