Cate Martin

Tabitha Greene loves her new life. Working at her uncles’ bookstore, hanging with her friends, cuddling with her dog Houdini. When he allows it. Everything would be perfect. If only she could control her magic.

Amanda Clarke possesses the rarest, most powerful form of magic: the ability to see and manipulate time itself. If only she knew how to use it. All she gets are vague impressions, little intuitions that compel her to act.

When nothing and no one holds you to the present, why not celebrate the new year 91 years ago? So think Amanda Clarke and the rest of the Witches Three. They head back in time to ring in 1928, drinking bootleg champagne with the wealthiest members of St. Paul society.

A surprise ring at the doorbell on Valentine’s Day confirms Amanda Clarke’s suspicions. Her friend Sophie DuBois left someone behind when she came to Miss Zenobia Weekes’ Charm School for Exceptional Young Ladies.

The Witches Three agreed to split up to better investigate their mother’s pasts. Brianna lurks deep in the witchiest parts of Boston, researching in secret libraries and questioning covens that date back further than the English colonies.

Amanda Clarke thinks of herself as perfectly ordinary in every way. Just a small-town girl who serves breakfast all day in a little diner nestled next to the highway, nothing but dairy farms for miles around. But then an old woman she never met dies, and Amanda was named in her will.

Amanda longs for a distraction. But when the woman who lives next door to Miss Zenobia Weekes’ Charm School for Exceptional Young Ladies turns up dead, and the murder weapon dates back to Prohibition, she gets more of a distraction than she bargained for.