GENRE: MG Fantasy
When her grandmother is betrayed by a fellow witch and kidnapped by magic-hating vigilantes, twelve-year-old Cassie's only hope is a handful of witches sworn never to use their powers against others. Cassie must convince them to find the traitor and fight the enemy – with or without magic – to rescue the only family she has left.
The clouds were acting weird. Really weird.
When Cassie and her parents left the city the clouds had been normal: blobby shapes that, if you squinted just right, or turned your head a little, lazily morphed into a one-eared bunny or a lop-sided turtle. But now they were definitely misbehaving. Cassie didn't need to squint or tilt her head at all now. And there was nothing lazy about the way the clouds were moving. They were forming shapes, quickly and precisely, like a cartoon character blowing smoke rings. A crow. A bat. A coffin.
“Mom, did you see that? There's a skull in the sky!”
In the front seat, Cassie's mom didn't even glance up from her laptop. “Uh-huh,” she replied.
“No, seriously, Mom, you have to look. It's weird. I think maybe it's a sign. Y'know, like something bad is going to happen at camp...”
“Nice try, Cassie,” her dad said. “But we're not turning back. You're going to camp.”
“But...but...would you at least look? There was a coffin, too, and other creepy stuff. I'm telling you, it's weird. It's gotta mean something.”
“Cassie, we've been over this. There's no such thing as signs,” Cassie's mom answered, still staring at the screen. “Clouds are just collections of water vapor and ice crystals - there's no deeper meaning involved. Enough of your nonsense. I really need to study these notes...”