Perdita Abbott was 17 years old and the most ordinary girl you could have met. She had acne, dark red curly middle-length hair that had resisted all straightening irons, a skinny boyish figure and she couldn't see her own feet without her glasses. She went to high school, had two best friends with whom she ate lunch everyday under the big oak tree in the school yard and got along so desperately well with boys that they had stopped seeing her as a girl and now saw her only as a buddy.
But everyone was unaware that Perdita Abbott had a secret. A mystical secret that she was brought up to hide. A secret that made her exultant when she thought about her luck and guilty when she remembered what it had cost her family: Perdita Abbott was a sorcerer.
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