A TRIP TO LONDON.

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I stepped out of the airplane. There stood a black car with two men standing beside it. A woman stood by the passenger seat looking in her early thirties.

“Hello, Mrs Rutherford, welcome to London.” She welcomed.

“Thank you, Mrs… “

“ Just call me Joyce. Honestly, I have the odds.”

“ Well, Mrs… sorry Joyce. I still don’t understand why I have to be here. I don’t have magic and I don’t practice witchcraft either, so why am I coming to the White Sister’s house.”

“ I suppose your husband did tell you everything you need to know about the White...