No one looks forward to growing older (except maybe when you’re young and naive). Your body aches, your taste buds change, and memories you had forgotten start flashing across your brain with the sound of a word or the sight of some obscure object.

These memories aren’t always pleasant—but they appear—and you struggle to remember where they came from and if they’re really yours or someone else’s? Ignoring them seems the best course of action, but that would mean you had control. Good luck!Your memories take on the rebellion of youth—they do what they want, when they want.

Yours has a cabin, an old hound dog, an agency in Washington, D. C.

, a secret room—and murders. (How’s that for digging up the dark and threatening past?)However, let’s not forget the sisterhood, a therapist who’s not really a therapist, an agency looking for information on you and your husband’s last mission—and a daughter who could betray you without knowing it.

And last—but never least—the sudden appearance of magic making your family and friends think you are going—crazy. Welcome to the adventure of growing old.

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