Chapter 1: About Jo

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

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Comments: 2

Jo stood in her sanctuary, it was hidden from her small town; a place down by the pond, a mild Southern wind a relief from the Tennessee humidity that was the norm for this time of year. 


She found this place as a young child, a time before the City of Franklin had grown to what it is now. A place where her Mother and Mother’s Mother had practiced their trade.  A time when women like her where revered in her community.  When the people would bring to her family in trade goods for a simple glance into their future, or to heal a sick child, or to help a girl draw to her the love she wanted.


She wondered what it would have been like during that time, a time where her natural intuition and gifts weren’t scoffed at, or mocked.  Or made to look silly in modern Movie adaptations.


She let out an audible sigh


It seemed like so long ago, before the man made luminance of the city tainted the night. 


She remembered when the pond was clearer and in the distance she could see the Old Antebellum with it’s white washed pillars in the distance. 


Now it was overgrown, these children didn’t appreciate the land the way she was brought up. 


Her Momma used to say “Leave it where you found it, respect this place, respect its magic”


She chuckled “Momma, it’s a shame what’s happened here”.


“Back to task” she said out loud. 


Re focusing on her ‘recipe’ as her Great Grandmother would call it, she could see her candle burning down within the small hidden cave, now littered with beer bottles and trash.  The ancient stones covered in graffiti.


“They definitely didn’t learn to leave it where they found it” she muttered


The shadows in the cave danced about as she moved watching her candle, looking for a sign of success.  The dancing she had learned revealed the Spirits had heard her request; but she knew instinctively that just because they heard the request didn’t mean that they would grant the request.


What seemed like a large pop filled the silence, a spark shot from the flame.  She knew to pay close attention as these subtle signs where the beginning. 


Her trained eyes focused, in the flame she allowed her mind to drift, to blend with the surroundings, letting her mind, body, soul melt into the environment.  She heard it, but not faint; not like she had become accustomed to.


Typically during Jo’s work, she would carefully plan her recipe, focus her desire and wait for the right time. 


Momma used to say “The right night, the right time, the right moon, and the right ingredients.  It takes patience sweetheart.  Sometimes the spirits don’t always give you what you want right away.”


She had definitely learned patience in her life.  It wasn’t until very recently she began to practice her Mother’s craft for a man.  But she needed help.  She couldn’t let him go.


Sometimes the flame will crackle, or the wind would blow slightly harder, even the candle wax would form shapes in which she could divine the future of her recipe.  What could probably come to pass, it wasn’t like in the Movies where the Spirit world would show some physical manifestation and POOF appear in front of her, that’s just not the way it works.  Then she would wait, see the effects, look for the signs.  Maybe a song on the radio, or seeing her desired wish from her work on a billboard, or a name in a television show.  Something small, something explainable to the untrained eye.Her eyes had learned to see though.  This realm and the next were closely intertwined.


“Closely intertwined, indeed” a voice spoke from outside her Sanctuary,


Jo startled jumped in the process knocking over her candle,


“UGGGGH” Jo said audibly, knowing she had ruined her work.  She quickly reminded herself to focus there was someone standing there. 


She could see the tall figure, a soft feminine form stood with her arms crossed low on the bodice of her dress, her dark hair kept in a bun.The dress was unique a very different style than one she was accustomed to seeing except in older movies, something she had seen during plays, or fourth of July parade.  “Very Southern” she thought to herself.  Long sleeves covered the figures arms, thin lace gloves covered her delicate fingers, her dress long and outstretched reaching the ground. 


Very different, than the modern dress of women.  Jo looked at herself already feeling anxious, she had on her torn jeans, a t shirt she had been given as a gift by Jay.  Her bare feet muddied by walking through the mud of the swimming hole to the cave, her hair pulled back in a ponytail. 


“Well, do you intend to introduce yourself?  Or just stand there gaping while you admire my dress” The figure asked.


“Ummm, hi?” Jo responded.


“Well hello indeed; I can see this will go nowhere fast.  How do I put this simply?  You’re Jo and you asked for my help; and now I’m here.You may refer to me simply as Cassandra” She mocked.


Jo’s emotions were bouncing like a ping pong ball, running through fear, surprise, embarrassment, insult. 


Her eyes lowered to the ground, she could only muster to get one word out; Jo answered “Yeah”.


Cassandra responded “I can definitely see how you ended up in this situation, bold is something you are not”.

Submitted: December 06, 2016

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Robert Helliger

Chapter Two is really good.
I liked the story line.

Tue, October 1st, 2019 7:16am


Thank you

Mon, October 14th, 2019 8:47am

Black Dog

Interesting, is magic going to be subtle or overt? It looks like it could go either way. Paced well though, I'm accustomed to reading a lot of filler-filled stories on this site.

Sun, November 29th, 2020 8:11am


It's been a very long time since I've wrote this, if you continue it, please let me know how it goes:)

Sun, November 29th, 2020 3:37am

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