She’d thrown herself onto her bed with a loud sob, and buried her head under her pillow while she cried her heart out. She was never going to get it all right. It was too hard, and the books were too confusing and didn’t explain things clearly, and some of them disagreed with each other and books shouldn’t do that. Either something was right or it wasn’t. She was never going to get her demon, and she’d told her Mummy her surprise would be finished by Sunday but now she was never going to get her magic circle done in time.