Diana's POV:
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I ran my fingers through my hair and down my face. Nothing. I've been at it all morning and I've come up with absolutely nothing. There's no solutions online for a sleeping spell. Heck, there's nothing for spells in the first place.
Glancing at the clock hanging in the living room, it's almost noon. The house is deathly quiet, with Michael and Sandra gone for the day. It's just I and Emily in the house. This morning as I bathed her, I searched for any marks or signs of shriveling up. Thankfully there were none. I heaved a sigh of relief, but I wasn't sure how long it would last. How many days would it take? Two! Three? A week?
The idea of packing up my kids and moving to someplace like Africa is sou
