Messy with Magic

I was hoping life in Hollow Cove might give me a break.

Yeah, no.
First it was buildings disappearing like someone hit delete on the town. Then came the memories, slipping through my family’s heads as if they’d never existed. Even my aunts, who usually argue louder than a flock of geese, started forgetting things that should’ve been impossible to lose.
And Marcus? He’s acting… different. Too different.
Now I’m stuck chasing shadows while trying to keep my son safe, hold my family together, and figure out what kind of monster thinks reality itself is fair game. If I can’t stop it, Hollow Cove won’t just be in danger. It might not exist at all.
Just another week in my life.