Std 3 to 8 Sva-Adhyayanpothi Download The vehicle swerved around Sarah, moving half onto the sidewalk in front of the store and almost clipping one of the giant red concrete balls put there to keep cars away. People scattered. An old man holding a cup of Starbucks’ coffee dropped it in his scramble to retreat back into the store, while younger people hurried out the doors to watch. The pickup squeezed between a bench and a trash can before bouncing off the curb and fully regaining the roadway.
The encounter would have pissed off even a powerless fat bitch. Sarah Elizabeth Archer wasn’t powerless. The retreating truck accelerated so quickly the back end fishtailed as it made its getaway. Too late. The damage was done. There was no way to escape witchy karma.
A ball of heat sparked to life in Sarah’s chest, hot against her ribcage, like whiskey torching the esophagus. Tums couldn’t help this, but she knew what could. She eyeballed the tricked out pickup speeding away.
“Fat bitch this,” she whispered, setting the hot anger free. It felt good not to tap it down, a hot rush of release better than any sex she’d ever had. The spell tracked the pickup like a heat-seeking missile as it shot down the strip mall, catching up with the platinum tantrum trash next to Moe’s Grill.
Sarah heard it hit, like a meteorite dropping through the engine and tearing the driveshaft out. An aftershock with a noise similar to a sonic boom blew out the front windows of the nearby wireless store and ricocheted across the parking lot, setting off car alarms in its wake.
“Oh, shit!” Sarah half-walked, half-ran toward her Jeep as people gaped in the direction of the explosion.
What goes up must come down, and for every action there is an opposite and equal reaction. The aftershock headed her way so fast and hard Sarah thought she heard the high pitched whine of its approach. She forced herself to turn and face it. This is what separated the men from the boys, the good witches from the bad. At least she hoped it counted for something. One thing she’d learned long ago was to pay the cost of her own mistakes. She certainly wasn’t going to ever be one of those witches that lured cats, or heaven forbid neighbors, to the house so they could pay the piper. Not that she wanted to be a witch at all. She’d renounced it, for Pete’s sake! But it was hard to stick to her resolve when she got upset; harder than trying to give up sugar or caffeine.
It’s kind of ironic that the road to hell and the road to fat pants are both paved with good intentions.
The aftershock slammed into Sarah, lifting her off her feet and shoving her into the back of her Jeep, against the spare tire. The bulk of the spell’s reverberation rolled off her and against the car, pushing it into the car parked nose to nose with hers. Sarah heard the crunch of the vehicles as she hit the ground like a celebratory football slammed from the hands of a scoring quarterback. The impact jarred every bone in her body. It felt like her ribs had collapsed and her spine now rested between her breasts. Lying flat on her back and staring up into the darkening sky she noticed not the panic around her, but the full moon. A blue moon.Encouraged by this response, Sarah played social butterfly instead of spending the morning hibernating in her office and pouring over forms. She helped the two newest clerks with the archaic computer system and delivered folders to Document Control. She spent one hour in her boss’s office filing his paperwork and genuinely listening as he talked to her about career path opportunities inside the company. From ten until noon Sarah attended a meeting in Personnel dubbed “New England Women Lighting the World.” She managed not to fall asleep, resisted the temptation to cast on a fly terrorizing the conference room, and felt saintly not giving the speaker the taste of a real buzz word.
After the meeting Jackie Hamilton, a blonde drone from Personnel, squished six people into her old Mercedes sedan and drove to Papa John’s for pizza. Sarah sat in the backseat wedged next to Avery Gross and his big package. For once she thought she held her own next to his annoying perfection. Every time he shifted his finely sculpted legs to make more room for his junk—which seemed to have healed up nicely because he was definitely back to waggling it at people—Sarah amused herself crossing and uncrossing her now magically long-looking legs. She could tell Avery noticed.
The dress had transformed her. Sarah’s toenails, ragged from a summer spent in dire need of a pedicure, appeared polished blue. Chubby and ghost white limbs looked lean and tan. Unshaven legs didn’t need pantyhose. A comfortable sigh slid through Sarah, the rare kind of an average woman enjoying a pretty day. Her contentment had required zero casting and none of the actual sacrifice of a worker drone, unlike mani-pedi-facial-spa-chick, woman-in-business Jackie. Now that Labor Day had passed, Jackie had apparently given up her carefree summer navy suit for brown and strapped on a tan Fitbit bracelet to match. The woman wore a size two, because thin was in for female executives and she had her career path and life by the gonads, goddammit.
Crammed in the hot backseat with her head against Avery’s shoulder, Sarah tried to get a read of him, allowing the drone of voices and the background music of ABBA to lull her into a bit of a trance. If she was going to try Avery on for size, and possibly weaken the spell pulling her to Paul, it seemed like a good idea to find out some things, like if he had a wife at home. But the start and stop of Jackie’s car traveling up Boston Post Road pushed her life into Sarah’s head instead of Avery’s.
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