#johnconstantine-hellblazer

Wanda has never been full of grace. She was prone to tripping over her feet and her tongue and because she could barely spare half a thought to most things, she seemed flighty -- maybe she was. But flightiness had nothing to do with her elbow knocking her full cup of tea off the table, that was definitely the lack-of-grace thing, her freezing both the mug, tea, tea bag, and spoon in a blaze of red light emanating from stiff fingers, without so much as a thought, could probably be described as flighty. She righted the tea mug, tea, tea bag and spoon before looking up, catching the gaze of a man walking by, sitting nearly frozen in her chair. “Uh,” She said dumbly.