Maisie's mood wobbled. She was excited by the lesson, but it hurt. She'd seen her mother use these charms a million times.
She tried to think about the letter she would write that night. How thrilled her mother would be to hear about Maisie learning sewing charms at last.
Grabbing a cookie on the way, Maisie picked two pieces of deep purple fabric.
Back at her desk, she practised the words aloud first, then the wand movements, and then she tried combining the two.
"Suturis!" The two quarters began stitching themselves together. Maisie's eyes widened. All that sewing her mother did must've rubbed off on her. Well, Maisie did spend a lot of time sitting at the same table as Dilys while she worked.
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