The Witches of Cambridge (The Witches of Cambridge #1)

Chapter Twenty-Three

Do you hear something on the other side of the glass late at night?

It’s the woman who remembers her story.

Never ignore it. Never pull down the shade.

This is what matters most:

The history of your life, the ghost in the closet, the circle of light,

A force of nature, the wind in the linden trees, the lightning you held in your hand.

Once upon a time, you climbed out the window.

You knew exactly what you were looking for.

For every book you could not find there is one waiting to be written.