“No, I don’t practice. I’m not a witch. This may be a revolutionary concept for you, but you can have interests in a field, read for hours and hours about it, even build a career around it, without it defining who you are.” My voice dropped to a mutter. “Jeeze, I also read historical romance novels, that doesn’t mean I dress in whalebone corsets and reject all knowledge of antibiotics and refuse to be in the presence of a marriageable man without a chaperone.”