Fifty two dragons, fifty two weeks, fifty two words each. Why? Because I can. - 17 years later going to finally finish this. I never said they'd be consecutive weeks. Chapters now in reverse order of when they were written, most recent being first. **Complete**

The kids all have colds, her hubbie's still not home, the neighbors don't like magic, and there are these brats at the front door demanding to bring the evil sorceress to Justice. What’s a witch to do? And how can she keep blood stains out of the carpet?

Not such a good idea, actually. Bashes the public school system.