The Cupid Chronicles (Only Magic in the Building)

Prologue

A wisp of cool air flutters down the hallway, with no apparent source. A faint tinkle of bells, like wind chimes heard from three blocks away. A perceptive adult might hear it, though they may wonder if there was even a sound at all.

Children can hear it, plain as day.

As quickly as the wisp and chimes are there and then gone, something is left in their wake. Something that wasn’t there . . . and then, all of a sudden, was.

But this time, it’s different.

This time, it’s new.

This time, the magic lands in front of a different door.