14: Scarlet Fever“You look worse for wear,” Anya said, materializing behind Melissa in the tree line overlooking the empty chess tables.
Melissa did not turn around to greet the witch and remained silent.
“Your panties still in a bunch about last night?” Anya asked in a pouty tone. “C’mon. Let’s get this over with so you can focus on your real responsibilities. Where does this so-called uncle of yours live now?”
Melissa continued staring forward. “I think he’d be at his restaurant. We should start there.”
“Fair enough.” Anya grabbed Melissa’s dangling hand, and the landscape flashed purple.
Melissa startled and looked behind her to see Anya had transformed into a voluptuous thirtysomething woman with impeccable hair, resplendent eyes, and Barbie-like skin. Her yellow sundress flowed b
