All the time her mind wondered what she was here for, what he had sent her on this weird errand for, and when the instructions would arrive. She felt ...ncomfortable, nervous and wanted to go home. She thought of all the things she had planned for the evening and wished whatever this was would hurry up so she could get going. She noticed the smell seemed to be getting stronger, though that was impossible, surely. She was alone in this weird house, wasn’t she? Her mind began to wander, almost. She got married at eighteen and had two kids almost straight away. Her hubby never gave me a good vibe, but he was her problem not mine.A few years later my father and stepmother retired and moved off to the south of France to live, so except for her husband and kids, I was pretty much Bella’s only family left in the UK. I saw her on and off through the years and got cards and stuff at Christmas and birthdays.Then one stormy July evening there was a knocking at my door, I opened it to find. “I’ll just make some alterations to this and you’ll be all set for the meeting. I’ll need to take in the waist and let out the bust a little. You’ve been ... redistributed.”Lynette glanced down at her considerably perkier chest and blushed, then placed her hands on her rounded stomach. “I don’t think my waist has changed all that much.”The blonde trailed her fingers over the curve and grinned. “That’s just a temporary cum-belly. You’ve actually dropped six inches off your waistline.”“I can’t. .. and stay out of my salad," I replied moodily.That was the kicker. To get rated as a Wizard, or promoted, I would have to basically create a brand new, never before used, spell. That was on top of turning in my paper, and taking a test using existing spells. The spell I had to make could be anything. It didn't even have to be complicated, or powerful. It just had to be a new spell never before used. I could understand why it was a requirement, tho. The magical community needed new spells..