21Sitting cross-legged on their bed, Lucy used the nail file Meara had magically produced. Meara seemed to giggle with pleasure over every request she made. The woman would disappear briefly, and then shortly return with the item. One day she might follow her just to see Meara’s magic in action.
The nail file was helping, but only a little. A close study of her hand revealed her nails still looked very bad. But at least they weren’t sporting jagged edges anymore.
“Why have you never commented on the condition of my nails, Eric? They were practically weapons. I could have scarred you with them.”
Eric lay back on the pillows watching Lucy studiously perform the simple task. She looked very female and very young sitting there. He could happily watch her do simple things like this for the r
