• Meet Marlowe Hart — forty, flustered, and freshly hexed.

    MARLOWE HART

    Age: 40Role: Newly awakened witch, reluctant apothecary manager, midlife heroineVibe: Intelligent, sarcastic, practical, emotionally bruised but determined

    Strengths: Empathy, intuition, improvisation under pressure

    Weaknesses: Overthinking, stubborn independence, zero magical training

    Occupation: Former marketing assistant → now “accidental apothecary witch”

    Magic Type:

    Unruly intuition magic → responds to emotion rather than logic.Her gift: Revealing truth through unintended spell flare-ups.She does not LIKE this.

    Signature Traits:

                   Tries to be practical and ends up magical

                   Keeps lists… half of which vanish when the house reorganizes

                   Muttering at inanimate objects that sometimes mutter back

                   Secretly deeply romantic but refuses to admit it

    Core Wound:

    She’s spent her whole life feeling ordinary and unwanted.Magic reveals she is neither.

     

    Marlowe is someone who believed in building a good life slowly and responsibly—and is now reeling from how quickly it was dismantled.

    She didn’t chase fireworks.
    She chased stability.
    And that loss hits harder than drama ever would.

    Favorite Foods (Pre-Divorce):

    ·       Pasta with too much garlic

    ·       Soup when life feels heavy (especially tomato or chicken noodle)

    ·       Grilled cheese made “the right way” (butter, low heat, patience)

    ·       Coffee with cream, no sugar (she’s not a monster, just practical)

    Post-Divorce Reality:

    ·       Eats standing up

    ·       Skips meals accidentally

    ·       Forgets she’s hungry until she’s irritable

    ·       Treats herself to pastries she pretends are “just fuel”

    Food is comfort to her—but she’s learned to ration comfort.

    Deep green.
    Forest green. Moss. Pine needles after rain.

    She tells people it’s because it’s “calming.”
    The truth: it feels enduring.

    (Unconsciously tied to her magic, of course.)

    DREAMS THAT DIED WITH THE DIVORCE

    Marlowe’s dreams weren’t flashy—but they were foundational.

    She wanted:

    ·       a home that felt safe

    ·       Sunday routines

    ·       shared grocery lists

    ·       a partner who chose her daily

    ·       to be part of a unit

    She believed:

    If I do everything right, the life will hold.

    Her divorce didn’t just end a marriage.
    It shattered her faith in predictability.

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    Join Marlowe’s journey, where she learns that safety doesn’t come from control—it comes from connection.

    Midnight Crossing and Midnight Margaritas Sisterhood doesn’t ask her to earn her place.

    They simply hold it open for her to step into.