Hexes & Hot Flashes by Lisa Manifold

Pick up one piece of stray jewelry and now I’m some kind of oracle? I don’t think so.

Six months ago, I lost my husband. Six hours ago, I found out he had another family. Sixty minutes ago, I thought I found the perfect distraction. And about six seconds ago, I found a gorgeous, funky bracelet. Of course I tried it on. Who wouldn’t?
That last bit – the part about the jewelry – is where I went wrong. Way wrong.
The bracelet is magical, magical like you read about. And now the responsibility of it falls to me. Problem is, I don’t want it. But I don’t seem to have a lot of choice. If I fail in what it is I’m supposed to do, I’m doomed for all eternity. That is, if I don’t die first. That’s a distinct possibility as well.
Oh, and did I mention this all began on my birthday? Yay. Happy birthday to me!
I’ve spent my life working hard to be a good wife and a good mother. Now it’s just me, and I’m not going to let one mistake, even an admittedly big magical mistake, determine the rest of my days.
Age is just a number, right? Especially when you’re possessed by an ancient Oracle.