Scene 16 - March 27th

Interior Mansion, Continuous

Dominic Könberg

“What’s wonderful news?” mom asked.

“I have a new spell to try that might help,” Devon told her. “If I perform it right, it should disentangle the magical residue left behind by the artifacts and let me get at the Alzheimer’s directly with the usual spells for it. And if I do it wrong, it won’t make anything worse.”

“That is good news,” dad agreed. “I’m willing to try it.”

They dug in the shoulder-bag that they were wearing for a moment before producing a set of paperwork contained in a plastic sleeve. “I’ll need you to sign these, and then I can get started.

“Of course.”

“Were you going to bed?” Percy asked me as Devon began to prepare for the spell, drawing complicated glowing sigils into the air around dad, using a large ruler, a protractor, and a plum line to get them in exact positions even as he watched with interest.

“Yeah, but this is more interesting.” I didn’t have much hope of it actually working, if I was being honest - nothing else had, and Devon didn’t seem too confident either.

“You should get mom,” Tristan suggested, and I raised an eyebrow at him.

“Mom’s here already.”

“Other mom.”

“Mother would want to know about new magic being performed in the house,” Viv agreed.

I sighed. “I’ll get her.”