pesadillas de molly

"No," I said. "No. What she did to Rosie and Nelson left a kind of mark on her. A stain. I think she forced Rosie and Nelson to feel fear whenever they came near their drugs. Fear is a powerful motivator and it's easy to exploit. She wanted them to be afraid of the drugs. She had good intentions, but she wanted her friends to be frightened."

She nodded. "I had to scare them away from the drugs. I sent them both a nightmare."
"Stars and stones," I muttered. "A nightmare."
Molly's voice became defensive. "I had to do something. I couldn't just sit there."
"Do you have any idea how much you hurt them both?" I asked.
"Hurt them?" she said, apparently bewildered. "They were fine."
"They weren't fine," I said quietly. "But the same spell should have done more or less the same thing to both of them. It acted differently on Nelson than Rosie." And then I put two and two together again and said, "Ah. Now