The Unfortunate Side Effects of Heartbreak and Magic(49)

“I was waiting for you!” Aunt Tava said in a high, girlish voice. “Darling, beautiful girl, you.” She enveloped Sadie in a brown-sugar-and-vanilla-scented hug before resuming her position. Her blue hair glinted nearly neon in the wild weather. There were stars painted on her cheeks, and her tiered skirt shone with glitter like technicolor stars.

“What are you doing!” Sadie demanded, eyes wide, shaking her head in disbelief.

“About to rain.”

“But what are you doing here? In Poppy Meadows?”

“I had to travel the farthest, so I got here first. The others are coming.”

“What others?” Sadie exclaimed.

“Everybody leaves, but we always come back.”

“Auntie Tava,” Sadie said, equally frustrated and endeared by her aunt’s ability to speak only in riddles when it suited her, “I haven’t seen you in years. Does Gigi know you’re here?”

“Here it comes,” Aunt Tava whispered.

“Here what—”

“Shh,” her aunt interrupted. “The first drops of September are sacred. Catch them on your tongue, and you’ll be granted your truest heart’s desire. Even if you don’t know what it is yet.”

Sadie smiled and when, a few moments later, Aunt Tava snapped her fingers, she obediently assumed the same position. Arms out, mouth open. And sure enough. She felt a drop of rain on her arm. And then her shoulder.

It started slow. But when the first drop hit her tongue, it was sweet and earthy, like the sky was waking up. Sadie smiled.

A car drove around them and honked. Aunt Tava completely ignored it.

“Love is always the answer,” Aunt Tava whispered as the smell of warm, wet pavement worked its own kind of magic. “But it’ll never come the way you are. Rigid, silly girl. Dream a little. Didn’t you see the flood over the bridge the other day?”

“How did you know about that? Are you who the flood brought back?”

“The flood brings everyone back, my sweet, darling niece. And speaking of my sweet, darling niece, where’s my sweet, darling nephew?” she asked as their clothes started to soak through.

“Can’t we get out of the rain now?” Sadie asked, ignoring her aunt’s question.

“Almost.”

Before the word was fully out of her mouth, a bolt of lightning so bright it was nearly purple flashed across the sky. It forked out, seeming to cover the entire neighborhood. And by the time it died down, the rain had stopped.

“There we are!” Aunt Tava clapped her hands together. “You know, baby, family is everything. Sometimes they’re awful. And you want nothing more than to cut them out of your life like cancer, but you can’t. Because that kind of loyalty, that kind of dedication, it won’t wash out in the water. It’s in the blood.”

“Screw the blood.” Sadie sighed, wringing water out of her sweater.

“What’s good is never easy. Now, let’s go get ourselves a cup of honeysuckle tea.” She patted her pocket secretively, and Sadie’s spirits lifted. Aunt Tava’s honeysuckle tea was legendary and could make even the darkest day like noon in summer.

“Gigi know you’re here?” Sadie asked again as they walked the rest of the way to the house.

“Doesn’t she always?”

“But did you tell her?” Sadie laughed. “You know, pick up the phone like a normal person?”

“Don’t need to. Like telling a bird it’s going to rain. They just know. See?” She gestured to the house.

Sadie saw Gigi’s sparkling maroon PT Cruiser back in the driveway, but that wasn’t what caught her eye. Though it would appear white to any passerby, Revelare eyes knew that the smoke billowing out of the chimney was a soft lavender color, a sign that Gigi had sprinkled the wood with dried mayflower. A welcome for unexpected guests. Abby and Bambi were both at the window, barking, tails wagging, and Sadie shook her head.

“Told you.” Aunt Tava smiled. “Mothers always know.”





Fried Chicken

Just because it’s damn good. Your hands will get messy, your clothes will smell like grease, and it’ll all be worth it. The only magic here is good food.

Ingredients

5 lb. bag of boneless, skinless chicken breasts (thawed)





1 large egg


? c. buttermilk (half and half or milk will also work)

2 c. cornflakes (crushed)

2 c. flour

? teaspoon salt

1 tsp. pepper

? tsp. basil

? teaspoon oregano

4 tsp. paprika

2 tsp. garlic salt

? tsp. thyme

peanut oil (vegetable oil will also work, but peanut is better)

Directions

1.?Whisk together egg and milk, and set aside. Put cornflakes in a plastic bag and crush lightly with your fist. Add flour salt, pepper, and herbs. Shake up, then dump into a bowl.

2.?Heat a generous helping of oil in a large skillet. While it heats, sprinkle the chicken breast with more salt and pepper.

3.?Dredge a piece of chicken in the egg mixture, then transfer to cornflake bowl, press down to help coating adhere, then flip and do the same to the other side. Repeat for the rest of the pieces, and then place in the hot oil.

4.?Fry chicken until golden, turning it only once so you don’t make it tough, about five to six minutes, depending on the thickness of the breast. Drain on paper towels.