Dear Rebecca,

Oh, that is so good! I am afraid of so many things (please do not tell anyone!). Liberty does her best to help me with that because she used to be a scaredy pants, too (that is what she calls it).

I am glad the enlightening lightning bolts are a good thing!

Oh, boy! Flying without a broom? I have not flown since that, um, well, uh, you know, since my spells started going wonky and I crashed my broom into a tree. My magic is still broken. No flying for Witchy!

Liberty and Enchantra tell me I am learning about a different kind of magic that I have, but I do not know what they mean. Yet!

Me? A famous consultant? Or famous anything? That sounds scary! Or funny. I am not sure.

I would never forget you, my Witchy Friend, Rebecca. Not ever, nope, never, ever, ever. Hm. I wonder what a punk is. I am going to ask Liberty.

Witchy love 💜💜💜💜💜💜💜