“Grandfadder.” Jezzabelle walk over to the old man and placed one of her small feet upon his lap. “Help.” Her mother had double knotted her shoelaces and she couldn’t get them undone. She could have slipped them off but then she wouldn’t be able to get back in them later.

“I’ve told her time and time again not to do it, but your mother never listens to me.”

The young red head watched has her grandfather did a small bit of magic and the ties came loose. He then did the other. She kissed him on the cheek. “Thank you.”