She wasn't here to visit her owl. In fact, her owl was probably a hundred miles away, but that was okay. What if Mori's owl eyes saw what she was intending to do and somehow gave word to her dad and...no. Good thing she'd sent him off.

Looking into a compact mirror she'd borrowed from Silver, Beverly ran a finger down her now-smooth cheek. She'd used the charms Fuller had taught. It wasn't her glorious appearance, but it was better than it was nowadays.

Tucking the mirror into her pocket she crossed her fingers and hoped he'd gotten her Owl and agreed to meet her.

OH MY MERLIN.