“So, you think that your boss is a young dude?” Diana asked whilst on our stroll.

I had asked her first if it was possible for magic to make someone younger, voice and all. She had nodded, but had admitted that she didn’t know anyone in the community that did that.

It’s a banned magic actually, since it involves sacrifices of human blood to stay young.

I told her then of the call. She still found it funny. She believed that either I heard wrong, or the person speaking was the secretary, one of the assistants in the store I would be working in.

“But he sounded like the boss,...