Jenny couldn’t stop staring. “Is it really still you Charlie?” she asked. Before her, instead of a demon, was a handsome young man who seemed to be made of pure gold.
Charlie looked down at his hands. His fingers were long and delicate and golden, they way they had once been. He smiled. “This is the way I really am — the way I was. And this is how my people look. Or at least, the way we used to look, before the change.”
“Ah yes,” said Mr. Symarian. “now that we are within its walls, the tower is protecting our companion against the enchantment. I this this may be a sign that we are nearing our goal.”
“I think it’s wonderful,” Jenny smiled at Charlie, suddenly feeling a little shy.
“Well, I think it’s a waste of time,” Josh said. “So now Charlie’s made of gold, get over it. Weren’t we supposed to be on a mssion here?”
Jenny looked at Josh with annoyance. “What’s your problem?”
Sid looked from Jenny to Josh, and ruffled his wings in amusement. “Call me crazy, but I got a feelin’ the kid’s jealous.”
Jenny realized that Josh was now blushing. She gave him a long hard look, and then she broke out in a grin. “Sid, I’ve got a feeling you’re right.” She leaned over and planted a kiss on Josh’s cheek. “And I think it’s sweet.”
For a moment Josh looked stunned. Then he smiled. “I guess, um, Charlie doesn’t look so bad in gold.”