"Eeeek, I'm middle aged. I look like my mom or one of her friends."
"Ma'am, you are 44 years old to be exact."
"How do you know that?" I ask, a bit curious and a little nervous of how he knows.
"I just do, as it is in my nature to know the exact status of any change in my
mansion. Oh, and by the way, the storm is due to break tomorrow morning and you can
leave then.
"Like this?"
"Well, actually you'll leave in whatever state you happen to be in at 11:00
tomorrow morning. If you don't like the new state of you life, come back in one month and
try again. If you like the new state of your life, keep it. The only time anyone ever finds this
place anyway, is when they want to make a major transformation in their life."
"I see, " I comment, staring at my reflection. I am still dressed in my high top
pink tennis shoes, blue jeans, orange tube top, and light blue leather jacket with fringes
hanging frrom the sleeves. Crow's feet show around my eyes, and fine lines are clearly
visible on my face. My cheekbones are more angular and stand out, and my large,
square shaped glasses and slightly saggy chest really bring to light how much older I am
now, as compared to when I lay down. There is even a hint of gray in my hair. "So, when I
leave here, whatever sort of shape I am in, my life will reflect the new me?"
"Correct on all accounts ma'am," he replied.
"Please, can we lay off on the ma'am. The name is Cindy, Cindy Jansen."
"Certainly Cindy, and dinner will be served in ten minutes. So, you can stay the
way you are, change into the outfit I've had placed on the bed for you which you might find
more suitable for a woman you age, or you can look in the closet and find something else.
However, just remember that if you choose to get an outfit from the closet, your body will
reflect the age of whoever last wore it.
" Thank you...mister...?"
"Prosperio, Hugo Prosperio...look forward to seeing you shortly for dinner." With that, he
exited the room and left me there to decide my next move.