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  Candlewax and Chocolate Perfume Oil

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  The Other Hot Chocolate Perfume Oil

  The other mother took the bacon from under the grill and put it on a plate. Then she slipped the cheese omelette from the pan onto the plate, flipping it as she did so, letting it fold itself into a perfect omelette shape.

  She placed the breakfast plate in front of Coraline, along with a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice and a mug of frothy hot chocolate.

  “Yes,” she said. “I think I like this game. But what kind of game shall it be? A riddle game? A test of knowledge or of skill?

  “An exploring game,” suggested Coraline. “A finding-things game.”

  “And what is it you think you should be finding in this hide-and-go-seek game, Coraline Jones?”

  Coraline hesitated. Then, “My parents,” said Coraline. “And the souls of the children behind the mirror.”

  The other mother smiled at this, triumphantly, and Coraline wondered if she had made the right choice. Still, it was too late to change her mind now.

  “A deal,” said the other mother. “Now eat up your breakfast, my sweet. Don’t worry-it won’t hurt you.”

  Coraline stared at the breakfast, hating herself for giving in so easily, but she was starving.

  “How do I know you’ll keep your word?” asked Coraline.

  “I swear it,” said the other mother. “I swear it on my own mother’s grave.”

  “Does she have a grave?” asked Coraline.

  “Oh yes,” said the other mother. “I put her in there myself. And when I found her trying to crawl out, I put her back.”

  “Swear on something else. So I can trust you to keep your word.”

  “My right hand,” said the other mother, holding it up. She waggled the long fingers slowly, displaying the clawlike nails. “I swear on that.”

  Coraline shrugged. “Okay,” she said. “It’s a deal.” She ate the breakfast, trying not to wolf it down. She was hungrier than she had thought.

  As she ate, her other mother stared at her. It was hard to read expressions into those black button eyes, but Coraline thought that her other mother looked hungry, too.

  She drank the orange juice, but even though she knew she would like it she could not bring herself to taste the hot chocolate.

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  13 Perfume Oil

  13 is significant, whether you consider it lucky, unlucky or just plain odd. Many believe it to be unfortunate…

  …because there were 13 present at the Last Supper.
  …Loki crashed a party of 12 at Valhalla, which ended in Baldur’s death.
  …Oinomaos killed 13 of Hippodamia’s suitors before Pelops finally, in his own shady way, defeated the jealous king.
  …In ancient Rome, Hecate’s witches gathered in groups of 12, the Goddess herself being the 13th in the coven.

  Concern over the number thirteen echoes back beyond the Christian era. Line 13 was omitted form the Code of Hammurabi.

  The shivers over Friday the 13th also have some interesting origins:

  …Christ was allegedly crucified on Friday the 13th.
  …On Friday, October 13, 1307, King Philip IV of France ordered the arrests of Jaques de Molay, Grand Master of the Knights Templar, and sixty of his senior knights.
  …In British custom, hangings were held on Fridays, and there were 13 steps on the gallows leading to the noose.

  To combat the superstition, Robert Ingersoll and the Thirteen Club held thirteen-men dinners during the 19th Century. Successful? Hardly. The number still invokes trepidation to this day. A recent whimsical little serial killer study showed that the following murderers all have names that total thirteen letters:

  Theodore Bundy
  Jeffrey Dahmer
  Albert De Salvo
  John Wayne Gacy

  And, with a little stretch of the imagination, you can also fit “Jack the Ripper” and “Charles Manson” into that equation.

  More current-era paranoia: modern schoolchildren stop their memorization of the multiplication tables at 12. There were 13 Plutonium slugs in the atomic bomb that was dropped on Nagasaki. Apollo 13 wasn’t exactly the most successful space mission. All of these are things that modern triskaidekaphobes point to when justifying their fears.

  For some, 13 is an extremely fortuitous and auspicious number…

  …In Jewish tradition, God has 13 Attributes of Mercy. Also, there were 13 tribes of Israel, 13 principles of Jewish faith, and 13 is considered the age of maturity.
  …The ancient Egyptians believed that there were 12 stages of spiritual achievement in this lifetime, and a 13th beyond death.
  …The word for thirteen, in Chinese, sounds much like the word which means “must be alive”.

  Thirteen, whether you love it or loathe it, is a pretty cool number all around.

  …In some theories of relativity, there are 13 dimensions.
  …It is a prime number, lucky number, star number, Wilson Prime, and Fibonacci number.
  …There are 13 Archimedean solids.

  AND…
  …There were 13 original colonies when the United States were founded.

  Says a lot about the US, doesn’t it?

  Thirteen herbs to stave off the plague, coated with chocolate and delivered with a spoonful of sugar: butterburr, fennel, marigold, borage, rosemary, wood sorrel, clove pink, self-heal, yarrow, lemon balm, sweet cicely, rue, and masterwort.

  (This perfume doesn’t really stave off any diseases. In order to actually keep Covid at bay, please get vaccinated if you are able, mask up diligently, and wash your hands!)

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  Dia De Los Muertos Perfume Oil

  A joyous celebration of La Catarina, La Flaca, La Muerte… Glorious, Beautiful Death. In Mexico, death is not something to be feared or hated; She is embraced, loved, and adored. La Muerte is fêted, as the celebrant “…chases after it, mocks it, courts it, hugs it, sleeps with it; it is his favorite plaything and his most lasting love.” This is a Mexican paean to La Huesuda: dry, crackling leaves, the incense smoke of altars honoring Death and the Dead, funeral bouquets, the candies, chocolates, foods and tobacco of the ofrenda, amaranth, sweet cactus blossom and desert cereus.

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