Ivy had a wonderful life that fully suited her. She ran a herb shop in one of those little towns that look as if they’ve been taken straight from a postcard. She had everything she needed: her business, which she loved, a small apartment right above her pharmacy, smelling of mint and wormwood, a little garden where medicinal herbs grew, and customers she was happy to help. Nothing could disrupt her measured life—even the mayor, who in secret called her a witch. She had no idea that somewhere, events were unfolding that she would soon find herself pulled into. It was only enough for a cat to appear on the threshold of her shop…