Chapter Five
The same face as always looked back into the mirror at her. Just one change needed to be made. She ran her hands through her hair, turning it from turquoise to a vibrant purple with only a handful of sparks. It was one of the things she enjoyed the most about the ability to do magic. It wasn't all work and no play.
"This is Donna speaking, how can I help?" the receptionist chirped down the phone.
"Hi, Donna, it's Cassie Morgan. I'm so sorry, but I'm not feeling great." She did a fake cough, hoping it wouldn't spark any suspicion in the other woman. Though she doubted it. Donna had never seemed like the smartest of women, though Cassie suspected some of it was an act.
"Oh no, honey, you don't sound great."
Cassie winced. She hated lying but knew she didn't have any choice
