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~WILLOW~ "Do you think your mother placed a protection spell on you?" He asks me. "She's a witch, which makes you one. Do you have any idea what it might be?" I bit my lip hard. It was true that my mother was a witch, and so was my sister. However, according to my mother, I've never shown any signs of being a witch. She's always thought that there was something wrong with me. I've never been able to do anything a witch could. I don't know spells and even if I did, I wouldn't be able to create magic. "It's hard to say," I answer him. "It's possible. My mother has always been very protective of me." He nods and opens his wallet to check for something. I'm about to ask him what he's looking for when something catches my eye. Why does he have a picture of Anya inside of his wallet?