How to Use Hand Gestures in Magick

My mother pinned my arms while my father raised his fist over my four-year-old. Eight minutes later, the ambulance doors closed—and the legal fuse I lit burned straight through the family that enabled it. Lily wore a yellow sundress because she loves sunshine, even in March. She held out a neatly wrapped present and told me, solemnly, “It’s Emily’s very special day.” That’s how we walked into Vanessa’s immaculate house—my daughter believing in parties, me believing (against experience) that adul