I slammed my foot down on the accelerator. The hornet pulled away from the suburban house choking on its own engine. I prayed to whatever god that would listen that it would just keep going. It stalled out. I whispered a few words of the spell to see Karma's magic. The car itself filled with purple smoke.

I waved it out of my face. Mr. Kline stopped his waving. He started heading towards me with a big smile on his face. I turned the key, praying to Karma this time to please let it ...