Several homes have lighted up. 

“The spells have just begun, Pierre Ray,” says Grace Mo. 

“And how do you know they work?” I say, craning my neck up to look uphill. “I WILL GET YOU,” I say as loudly as I can.

Pops is watching us from afar. Grace Mo grins in the dark as she turns to look in the direction of our hut. At her grin, I am about to break into a run uphill. In the blink of an eye, I see before me only the entrance to the ...