Sam expected more from his grandfather’s will.
Uncle Bill got the Porsche, Aunt Elaine got the mansion, Sam’s dad got the yacht, Muriel got a wad of cash.
And what did Sam get? This stupid diary.
He clenched his fists and bit his lips to keep from crying.
He’d always been Grandpa’s favourite. Surely he should have got something good.
Scowling, he shoved it into a drawer and forgot about it.
It wasn’t until years later that he browsed through it, learning the secrets that let Grandpa amass a fortune.
Spells and enchantments that could make manifest his every desire.