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The Last Time I Saw Beth

It was some night in November, in the Nantucket Airport. I wanted to pick up my Christmas cards, but I didn’t want to talk to Beth, so I buried my face in a trashy magazine as she bounced into the little shop. She had just found out that she was pregnant with their first child. She spotted me and said, “What a good feeling it is helping others even in a small way.” She didn’t have a blue wig and sunglasses. Some other people said insensitive things, and she got pretty mad. I was about 16 and living in Invercargill. July 31st would mark my second year as a known witch.