Crystal Ball Blues

Crystal Ball Blues by Gustavo Bondoni   This story is featured in “Aurora of the Sun”, Aurora Wolf’s third print anthology. While I’ll be the first to admit that being the son of the local evil witch isn’t always the easiest thing in the world—getting a date without going through a whole litany of heinous felonies is all but impossible, for example—it does have its perks. Breakfast is one of them, mainly because we have first pick of any milk and eggs produced in the entire valley, from the source of the stream that runs through our village all the way to the sea. My mother calls it the law of demand and supply: she’s taught the villagers that if they don’t meet her demands, she will seriously affect the supply. Have you ever tried selling milk that emerges from the cow pre-curdled? Or eggs that, upon purchase, immediately hatch into poisonous, fire-breathing snakes that attack everything in sight? Suffice it to say that we used to get great food at our house. It was while enjoying the benefits of our somewhat unusual position, however, that all hell broke loose, although we were completely ignorant of what was coming at the time. The whole family was seated at the table, mom presiding, her face hidden behind a large tome of witch-lore, while Hans, Peter and I sat along the...

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