“Hi there, Lance,” Max said, his tone precautious as he surveyed the angry man in front of him. I had followed Max to the door, but before it was fully open, I decided to try some magic I had never tried before. I wanted my appearance to look slightly different, but only to whoever was on the other side, which turned out to be a good choice on my part since the guy from the parking lot was standing there looking vicious. I did my best to make my hair look darker, a light brown, to this guy, and to look taller. I also wanted my sweater to change from purple to red, but again, only to his eyes.He wasn’t looking at me, not at first. When Max asked him what was going on, Lance--which was not the name I would’ve picked for a guy who looked like that--was gritting his death. “My boy here?” he asked, looking over Max’s head into the living room. “My damn truc
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