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Stacy is about to have a babysitter that will transform her life forever!
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Chapter #5

A Look at What's in Store

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As they got to the mall, Amanda helped the now 52 year old Stacy out of the car. More gray showed in her hair, and her body looked much more matronly.

"Why do I feel so warm? I am really felling uncomfortable dear, can we make this quick?"

"Sure ma'am, I'll get us taken care of asap. I imagine though you would like some glasses so you could see better, you did tell me that earlier, didn't you?"

"I suppose I did...sure, guess I must have," she replied, wondering a little but glad for the help.

A few moments later and a few more years, the 57 year old Stacy entered the optical store alongside Amanda.

Not long after, they exited the store with the 61 year old Stacy now sporting some half bifocals on a beaded chain. Amanda, had secretly managed to come up with many other

pairs of glasses as well. Then they headed to a clothing store and soon left with all sorts of age appropriate outfits to fit the now 64 year old, as well as Stacy sporting a powder

blue dress, jacket, and white ruffled shirt and pearls. Her hair had become steel gray with touches of its original color. It was quite long, hanging down below her butt.

"Hair's a bit long and out of style for someone of your age,don't you think?" Amanda asserted.

"I...spose so, yeah, guess it might be," Stacey replied, still wondering what was happening to her as she passed 69, and allowed herself to be lead into a nearby salon.

"Tanya, this is my client Miss Stacey. She needs the usual, if you get my drift."

"I'm kind of busy," Tanya responded, before she realized who had spoken.

"My dear, as I've stated before, you do and always will have time for me. Otherwise, I will certainly have time for you. Remember?"

Just then the tanned young stylist found swatches of white in her red locks along either side of her face, as well as laugh lines, crow's feet, and her vision blurring.

Fortunately, she knew where she had left her glasses and proceeded to put them on. At which point she was greeted with the vision of a middle aged woman in clothes

more appropriate for someone in her mid twenties.She had an outfit in the backroom that would look better she could change into shortly. Her skin had started to look more

like worn leather, and her voice came out deeper than when she last spoke.

The fifty year old Tanya looked at Amanda and replied cautiously,"Yes, of course sweetie pie, I can most certainly find a spot for Miss Stacy, always happy to oblige."

Not too long after, the 78 year old left with Amanda, now sporting a short, pin curl perm. They picked up a few more things, and then Amanda lead the 88 year old who leaned

on a stylin, colorful, cane back to the car.

"Now that wasn't so bad, was it?"

"Hmm, eh dearie, spose not, no spose not. Now, you did remember to pick up my pills, the Depends, and my denture cleaner?"

"Of course I did...remember, I did tell you I take care of grandparents...like yourself, didn't I?

"Yes dearie, I do recall ya mentioned that," she rattled, as they drove away.

Not long after, they pulled back up to her home, and Amanda helped the 94 year old out of the car, and lead her slowly toward the house. Stacy shuffled along beside her,

bracing the other hand along her mid back. She wondered what had happened, where her family had gone to, where the years had gone.

As Amanda helped her through the door and into her rocking chair, she looked at her quizzically and rasped, "Where'd it go?"

"Where'd what go my dear?" Amanda asked innocently, as she placed a blanket on her charge

"My youth...I know sumpin happened...jus not what...things kinda a blur...did you...make me this...old?"

"Well, I did tell you I cared for grandparents."

"But...why? And, how'd ya get all a my stuff...I know I didn't see, see ya pay fer it there young un?" she puzzled aloud, trying to make sense of what had happened to her.







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