I wanted to be as old as I could. I wanted to tell them my true age, eighteen. I couldn’t. Because of the properties of the oil I was an eighteen year old four year old all very delicately mixed by Nana’s expert hands. I couldn’t help myself. I had to tell them …
I held up four fingers and said, “this many.” And started sucking my thumb again.
The girls were amazed. They knew of the oils but had never met anyone under their influence before. They thought it was incredible.
The two older girls hugged me gently and told me its ok, they would watch over me.
A servant came to attention just in front of us with a sharp click of his heels. He bows formally.