Talk:A Summer of Magic/@comment-36015352-20191003000022

Woman: “Now, Izzy, since your mother can’t get here we might as well have a girl chat.” *Uses Magic And makes a chair* *Sits on it* “So, how are you doing, my dear?”

Isabella: “I don’t even know you.”

Woman: “Oh. Right sorry. Ask any question you want, Sweetheart and I’ll answer it one-hundred percent truthfully.”

Isabella: “O-Okay. How old are you?”

Woman: “Thousands of years my dear.”

Isabella: “Why do you look like you’re in your twenties?”

Woman: “It was the form I chose.”