"She put her hands on my shoulders and stared intently at me."Interesting," she said after what seemed like an eternity. "This, I wasnot expecting." W...at is it Grandma?," Monique asked."It turns out that Dean here, or should I say Elizabeth, is a witch," sheexclaimed."What?" Monique and I exclaimed at the same time."It is definitely an odd situation," she started to explain. "But what Isuspect has happened is this; magic is sentient. That's how it knows if aspell is being malicious or not.". " Be there in twenty minutes."I was there and when she opened the door I was very pleased by the looks of this older woman. Five-foot-seven, off-white hair center-parted. She was donning a black skirt and white ruffled blouse and black patent two-inch heels. She was a bit chunky but made up for that with a pair of 46D bosoms and a pair of gold squarish glasses with half-moons for reading."Come on in, Mr. Hickey, here is a box of fuses I have been replacing, all blown." Actually, they're not. The idea of being by and with other people seem to calm me. *** The three women sat with me as I ate. I truthfully answered all their questions about my night in jail. They were appalled as to the conditions and my treatment. They could also see I was very uncomfortable about speaking of my experiences. The subject was eventually dropped to my relief.I was finishing my sandwich and soda as they talked about the mall. I just know this is going to suck! I wanted to just stay at home in some ways. After making the soup I made my way to the living room where I had paused the DVD I was watching. I pressed play to start the DVD again. My soup was on a tray so I didn’t worry about making a mess or making splash marks; however once I had finished my soup I looked around and looked down at my shirt… I hadn’t realised while I was eating but I had got soup all down my new shirt. My dad would surely kill me! He had only bought this silk blouse for me the day before; it had cost him £115. I.