Flora? I Barely Knew Her!

“So, what do we do with her?” he said, staring at the huddled woman in the corner. She let out another tiny scream and pushed herself back, pointing at the carcass lying in the middle of the floor.

“You know that blue bag in my duffle?”

“Yeah.”

“It’s filled with Forget Me Not. It’ll erase her memory,” she said. She looked at the woman and twitched. Previously, she had made several aborted attempts to comfort the lady, but quickly gave up entirely and now was trying not to look at her at all.

She sprinkled the woman with the powder and they both made their way to the car.

“Forget Me Not makes you forget, right?”

“Right,” she confirmed. “Everlasting makes things temporary, Honesty is a spell that makes people perpetually lie, and Touch Me Not is a popular aphrodisiac.”

“Spells are ironic, huh?”

She shook her head. “Oh, magicians are fine. Weird, but fine. It’s the botanists don’t get out much.”

“So are there any flowers that are straightforward?”

“Nightshade has always been a favorite of mine,” she grinned. “Rather permanent.”

“Anything else?”

“Pansies.”

He looked at her from across the car, quietly debating whether she was being serious or not. “Do I want to know the spell that does?”

“No.”