Sleep had finally come to him sometime early in the morning, but the lack of it hung about him as he lifted his legs over the side of the bed and stoo... to face the day. She had drawn the blinds so he could sleep late, and waited until mid-morning to start his breakfast. He would shower first, buying some time to think about what he might say to her, and what she may or may not want to share about the night before. To his surprise, she greeted him with her dazzling smile and a kiss as she. I let her know it was fine but she promised she’d make up for it. Finally I lay down in the single guest room bed, from the bed I heard the girls gossiping away some more. I closed my eyes and tried to sleep but quickly realised that something in boxers was going to restrict that. Then my phone lit up: “You can come in the room to chat if you want x” It was from Jamie. I stood up and edged to my bedroom door, from the words I could make out they were saying it didn’t sound like I was. The mindless cleaning keeps her head clear to comprehend and master the other languages.Grace explains she is hoping to be accepted at the University College London to carry on her studies. It is close enough that she could still live locally and take the train into the city on days she has classes, but that is still over a year away. The other three around the table are amazed at Grace’s talent and that she is so unassuming about them. Abbie kids her that learning British English over. If magic worked as Wicca believed it did, my request would re-establish the balance. What vengeful, cruel force would take awaysomeone's husband, someone's father and someone's son? As I conductedthe ritual, I willed myself to believe that the spell would restore meto my rightful body. As I chanted the ancient script, uttered by MarieLaveau and the ancient court advisor, I pictured myself back in my body.I saw my firm stomach, short hair, my brown eyes, and my lean body.Even though it was early.