What I am about to tellyou will sound quite fantastic but I assure you it is completely true. Youknow now that magic is real, yes?" John nodded slow...y. "I can't very well deny it." Very good. That is sometimes the biggest hurdle for us to cross. Thegovernment has been aware of magic's existence for many years. It hasgenerally been quite weak and not useful for much beyond assisting withcertain intelligence gathering operations. We have therefore kept itsreality quiet so as not to. I suspected he was probably quite bright. (This was confirmed some two weeks later when we got back the first test and he beat me by three points.)On Friday of that week we had lab and I discovered that the two people at each table would work as partners. On Thursday we had been told that this lab would be about using the microscope. The microscopes available were not binocular and we were told repeatedly that while we would only look with one eye we should not shut the other one tightly. "Come on," Jennifer said."Where?" Rena asked."I don't know," Jennifer said, "but I don't think we'll find what we're looking for here."The two women walked out on the street. It was near lunchtime and a lot of business people were walking around. Jennifer studied each man's face as they passed. Some studied them back but very few with the naked lust that Dave Madden had.Jennifer stopped suddenly. "I know where we can find men. Men primed and ready. But you have to be willing." Where?" Rena. 38 again, but left it be. The mere thought of holding the damn thing was too much. I’d been cured of guns during a run-in with my father’s 20 gauge shotgun when I was fifteen. But that’s another story for another time.”Brookpark, Ohio. 1970. Another time.Saturday afternoon.I was watching TV in my bedroom. I saw rapid movement in the hallway outside my door. The old man had flashed by and into my parent’s bedroom. The old man never moved fast. Ever.“Uh, oh.”The night before I’d gotten the old.