Veronica
The first thing I did when I got to the twin's house was open all of the windows and doors. I used a bit of magic to push out the stale air and a lovely breeze filtered through the house. I smiled as I closed my eyes and snapped my fingers. I was cheating, just the tiniest bit, but it didn’t matter. With a quick snap of my fingers, the house was clean. The walls, ceiling, and artwork on the walls were dusted. The floors were washed and polished. The beds were made, and all the washing was done. I carried the takeout bag into the kitchen and set it on the counter. Even the kitchen was sparkling. Good. I wanted everything to be perfect for when they got home.
“Right then,” I muttered aloud as I unpacked the containers. I grabbed three plates and dished up the homestyle lasagna an
