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had said. "If you want to shrink and grow, just cast yourself in like a stone."
    He stared down into the water a moment longer. Taking several deep breaths to summon courage and brace himself, he said a silent prayer. Then into the water he plunged.
    The strange myriad of sensations wasn't nearly so terrible that time. And in seconds, he found himself standing beneath the willow tree, as though not a second had passed.

Part II
    The Golden Ball

    Chapter 6
    April
    C lementine Giroux yawned. After a long, mouth gaping and uncovered breath, her jaw came slowly closed and her teeth snapped her gum.
    Ms. Talbot eyed Clementine with carefully but not so effectively disguised disdain. Clementine did not notice her supervisor's shade from where she rested against the filing cabinet checking her Likebook from her phone.
    Ms. Talbot cleared her throat. Clementine still did not budge. "Um, Clementine, have you finished the filing?"
    Clementine sighed and snapped her gum again as she pocketed her phone and hauled herself off the filing cabinet to address the stack of clearly visible files on the floor. Though she was only sixteen, she moved like a one hundred year old woman. Not because there was something wrong with her, more because it pained her mentally to be there.
    The old Methodist Church office was stifling and it had a vaguely unpleasant smell like old book binding glue and perfume that had long since expired. There was one of those portraits of a dewy eyed Jesus that could likely be found in every Methodist church in America. It made Clementine giggle every time she saw it which always earned her "that look" from the old beady eyed bird, Talbot.
    Anyhow, it's not like you pay me for this bo-ring job , Clementine thought. Even the tone in her mind was snide. She gave Ms. Talbot a condescending smile, but the old woman was one of the few people Clementine didn't have the nerve to actually smart off to. With another exaggerated sigh, she returned to finding spots in the cabinets for all the dusty folders.
    Why does a church have so many files anyhow , Clementine wondered. Filing sins? Categorizing commandments? Hey that'd be a cool band name , she thought, chuckling out loud. Lost in her own thoughts, she did sloppy work with the simple task she'd been assigned.
    Clementine's father, Gautier Giroux was one of Enchantica's wealthiest and most prominent business men. Clementine enjoyed benefiting from her father's status while doing absolutely nothing to earn or deserve it. She often got away with shenanigans at school and within the community because folks didn’t want to offend Gautier by correcting her. As a single father with only the one daughter, she was the apple of his eye.
    Judging by Clementine's perfectly coiffed brown locks, expertly applied heavy makeup, and excessively expensive and expansive wardrobe, one would assume Gautier must be a shabby parent to allow her to become so spoiled. Truthfully, he was a kind and generous man; he'd simply noticed the problem a hair too late.
    But he was working to remedy the situation a bit at a time. Two months prior, he told Clementine she had to earn her phone and pay the balance payments on her credit card. She could do it by getting a paying job working for someone other than him. Or, he would continue to pay the bills if she took a volunteer position for a minimum of fifteen hours a week.
    Clementine had pitched an all-out tantrum. In the past, she could work her father over with just a single tear slipping from her big shining blues. But on this matter, Gautier would not budge. In the end, she'd resigned herself and accepted the least strenuous and least offensive volunteer opportunity she could find.
    And that was a volunteer secretary at the church. A real snooze job. Not to mention she had to remember not to use naughty language and could barely resist the urge to flip the old bat the bird, on a regular basis. Her time there was excruciatingly boring. Plus, she couldn't