Little black book

Once upon a time there was a magic black book and grandma carried it around with her everywhere she went… Her relatives thought she was crazy; her granddaughter was enthralled by the book and she couldn’t keep her mind off it because grandma said that one day when grandma died the book could go to Trudy.

In this little black book were grandma Maisey’s recipes for everything from pain relief salve her famous Pain Drain, and masks for rejuvenating dry skin to soap, her very brilliant FyG soap., and apple pie and there was a killer Sheppards pie In there too. It had made its way to a five star resteraunt after grandma had put it on Best Recipes.. wow.. Maisey felt the honour of her years. But she was getting on, and she felt that she was not long for this earth,

The book was magical; any time grandmother needed money she opened the back of the book and there was money just enough to buy what she needed. Good old Maisey was amazing at manifesting exactly what she needed when she needed it .

However, Trudy believed in grandmas magic, she did NOT believe the book was extremely special. Grandma was Trudy’s guardian, after her step monster Helen beat her with a rosewood cane.. her injuries were painful and took weeks to heal, despite the salt bath Helen made her get in.. all the time Trudy was crying It stings, It stings. Grandma Maisey came to her rescue, as usual, while her dad was drinking vodka by the litre every night.

So, Trudy grew up without the faith in magick she required in order to inherit grandmas little black magick book. Trudy was always amazed at her beloved grandmother.. she managed to make fun in life even though things were sometimes dire, she just focussed on the fact that Universe has Enough for All of Us.

She was often called out by peers in school and singled out for rough treatment by bullies. In response, grandma maisey told Trudy, Hold your head up., they are not better than you, everybody from the Queen to the homeless pauper in the street deserves the respect of humane treatment. But children are often cruel; there is nothing but reflecting on how you would prefer to feel; fearless child.. be fearless.

I will write their names in my spell book and they will be forced to cease and desist from the way they are bullying you!

Here, girl, read this book.. (handing her a copy of the Hitchikers Guide to the Galaxy. “Grandma, what will I learn by reading fiction? This is not helpful!!”exclaimed Trudy.

“Well, “ said Maisey with a whistling breath through her rather large nose.. “ you will learn that the universe and life is stranger than fiction, one day.. and you will learn Magickal Thinking, which is crucial in life.. you will learn that there is much more to life than what is seen.

Maisie looked gently and her granddaughter and side she hoped the book helped and she went off to cook dinner.They were having stew ;potato stew with sausages yummy sausages. Because they were poor there were always more potatoes and sausages in the stew it was supposed to be sausage and vegetable stew but it always turned out to be potato stew with a few sausages but those few sausages were Trudy’s favourite part.

The books sat there looking anything but glad.. it was not sure that Maiseys successor was up to the task of handling the pure power that came with the manifesting power of the book. That little black book was precious and it had its own personality. With the help of the book grandmother have manifested a lovely life for her granddaughter. But Trudy wasn’t sold on the usefulness of such a book.

Trudy‘s grandfather never spoke… He was very quiet man;He always argues with Maisie and made her life miserable he would go out to the garden and piss on the roses while grandma was cooking breakfast we always have tomatoes and sausages and eggs for breakfast with bacon if we have bacon for breakfast was the best meal of the day and hot toast we had hot toast it was lovely it’s one of Trudy’s favourite memories to this day.

Mansi died as she expected in asleep and simply faded away. Trudy was devastated but she didn’t cry much. She was strong and kept it together; Kept going to school on time kept doing homework keep doing all the things she has to do except she had to go back and live with her alcoholic father and abuse the stepmother. Trudy tried to commit suicide a few times and then one day miraculously the book appeared in her room, With an area of expectation, Trudy open the book on her life was never the same. She didn’t learn the magical thinking and she used to go and skinny dip in the pool when the moon is full. Even though her life was shit, she knew they were better things ahead. Better things ahead, and enough for everyone.