She slipped her nightgown over her head and stepped into her slippers. Picking up the piece of paper that was her final draft of the spell she was goi...g to try, she headed down stairs to her basement laboratory.Over the last couple of days, since she started reading the book, she gathered up all kinds of ingredients for spells. It was amazing what a spell could use. No bat wings or eyes of newts needed. Most, if not all, of the items were symbolic. Like the communion cracker and wine that. ”Abbie laughed, “The first two are fine, but Modern English is a little too ‘Pop’ for me. Let me guess, he really likes I Melt With You?”“From Valley Girl,” I said. “I do like that song, and that movie actually has a bit to say about our relationship.”“Oh God no! I am NOT Hollywood! Though you might be Valley!”“Like, totally, gag me with a spoon! Like, for sure, grody to the max!” I laughed.The girls all laughed with me.“Do any of you know anything about the goth scene in Chicago? I suspect. 'Darling – what happened in the bathroom – are you angry – ashamed of the way I behaved ...do you want us to forget about it ...?'I put my hand on her leg. 'Mum – it was the most wonderful thing that ever happened to me – it almost feels as though I dreamt it – I can still hardly believe it ...'My mother sighed with relief, and then she gently removed my hand. 'Well, now that's all right, I've brought you some soup and a sandwich, dearest!'She watched me as I ate, and poured the beer she'd. I woke up around 9:30, and rolled out of bed. I walked naked to the shower, but when I got there, my sister was already in there. My mom, wearing nothing but a robe came up behind me, giving me a friendly spank on the bottom and said, "It's no use, Eric, she'll be in there for hours."I agreed with my mom, saying, "Huh, yeah, and she won't leave me a drop of hot water, even on my birthday." But, just as the words had finished rolling off my tongue, my sister was in the open doorway, wearing.