The Coffee Curse

By Stefon Mears

Magic hides everywhere in this world. Sometimes even right next door.

 

Consider Reuben. Just taking a shower when magic comes calling. Magic in the form of a talking cat.

 

A cat with a problem only Reuben can solve.

 

"The Coffee Curse" a fairy tale problem with a modern twist. Fans of Bewitched and magical cats, don't miss this one! From Stefon Mears, author of the Spells for Hire series and the Jumpstart Duchy series.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Thousand Faces Publishing
• Release date: Apr 24, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223767299

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The Coffee Curse

THE COFFEE CURSE

STEFON MEARS

Thousand Faces Publishing

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Few things in life are better than a hot shower at the end of a long day. Especially a day involving manual labor. All that water – just this side of scalding – beating merciful relief into sore, tired muscles while I scrubbed away sweat and grime. Replaced the stench of effort with good, clean soap and the vaguely citrus scent of my shampoo.

I think that shower had felt especially good because manual labor wasn’t my thing. If I got my skin covered in sweat and my muscles sore from lactic acids, nineteen times out of twenty I’d been down the street playing basketball.

And why not? I’d loved playing it in high school and college, and it was still fun four years out of college. Did great things for keeping me in shape, too.

Alas, though, this day’s efforts weren’t basketball related. Nor any other fun activity I could name that might leave me sweaty, sore, or both, and I could think of a few.

No. My mom had asked me to come over for lunch. And, like a fool, I’d gone.

Don’t get me wrong. I love my mom. And lunch was great. My mom could grill cheese like nobody else I knew. But that lunch had been followed by four solid hours of lugging furniture around.

Most people clean in the springtime. My mom redecorates.

Scott, my older and wiser brother, hadn’t been able to make it. Even my dad had a golfing date he couldn’t break – club tournament time. So it was just me doing all the heavy lifting.

Mind you, I was in