“Good! I hate loose ends!”, Krystyn said as she pinched the two heels together between her thumb and forefinger and held them out the shoes at arms length to protect her sensibilities while she ferried them into the kitchen. She placed them in a plastic ziplocked bag along with his wallet, then unscrewed the top of a small white vial of deodorizer and shook a few drops onto the smelly gym shoes. Once she had zipped the top of the bag closed, she dropped the bag into a small white plastic garbage bag and repeated the operation with the plastic vial of deoderant and tied the top of the bag in a knot. Then she placed the bag in another plastic bag and shook a few drops into it. After knotting the second bag, she repeated the entire operation with a third bag. When she was done, she came out of the kitchen with a small white plastic bag that was neatly knotted at the top and exuded the faint smell of cloves. She gave the bag to Becky and folded Andrew’s shirt and pants carefully into a neat stack while placing a small, white plastic empty garbage bag on the coffee table. She laid the stack beside her on the couch saying that she’d drive over to the Salvation Army’s parking lot some night later that week and make an anonymous contribution of his shirt and pants in their all-hours collection bin.

 

She chuckled and told Becky that she had a “special” art project in mind for his undies as she daintily picked up his soaking wet, dirty underwear between two fingers and dropped them into the empty garbage bag that she had placed on the coffee table earlier. Once she had finished with his clothes she went back and picked up his ring and wristwatch, dropping them on top of his underwear. Kyrstyn noticed that he had roused somewhat from the effects of the spell and told Becky that it wouldn’t take long for Andrew’s head to reduce in size to match his infant body. She observed that it’s former dimensions had already reduced by a third and that it was shrinking rapidly to fit the size of his rejuvenated body. Kystyn smiled down at him and said conversationally to Becky that once his brain shrunk and reduced it’s oxygen demands on his body, he’d wake up fully so they could talk to him again.