"What on earth was he talking about?" He might have tried to figure it out, but he caught sight of the travel agent he wanted to visit and resolved to...get back to the mystery of the store later. Meanwhile, back in the shop the wizard cursed at the sky "Katahn! If I've told you once, I've told you a million times! LEAVE ME OUT OF YOUR HALF-BAKED STORIES!" From beyond the pages, Katahn wrote back "Aw, come on! Everyone enjoy's a good Spells R'Us story and you might actually do something good for. He still felt somewhat unsure but he knew that this second time he and his mother had known what they were doing. The first time could have been accidental, but there was no mistaking intend this time.“You OK, Jack?” He rolled off his mother.“Yeah, Mom, I’m OK.”“It was good wasn’t it, Jack?”“Uh, Mom, …”She looked at him and smiled. “It’s OK to say you liked it, Jack. We didn’t do anything wrong.” his mother said in a clear voice.“Yeah, Mom, … I liked it. I liked it a lot.” he beamed. He did. You see one of the two women of your troupe fall in a gush of blood. After a year and a half of playing, your character had fallen in love with her. This woman, who was the archer of the group, falls at the hands of a blade to her throat. Her knees buckle as she staggers, trying to breathe. Then you see her turn blue. Surely the strong man would come to aide you. The muscle of the group lunges and attacks. He is cut short by arrows from the woods. His battle cry dies down, as his sword, that. ”“I’m just your Lena, that’s all.”“My wife. My best friend. My buddy. And now you’re the mother of our children.”“Exactly according to my plan,” she giggled. “Lead you on, seduce you, marry you, bag a few million dollars, have a house on a hill with a herd of goats ... all my grand plan.”“I always knew you were smarter than people gave you credit for.”With the end of the school year, things took a major change. First, true to promise, it was moving time for Lena’s folks. The house was painted.