After the ladies left - ahem, after he kicked them out - it took Chris a while to shut his dumbstruck mouth. Long enough that the sun set and twilight settled, leaving his cottage shrouded in shadows. Only then did he blink back to reality.
What had happened with Isobel and her sister stunned him. Sure, magic existed. He'd seen enough evidence to believe, and he knew there were strange things in this world, creatures and events that science couldn't explain. However, what he'd done, shoving Isobel and her sister out of his house with a simple command, he'd never done that before.
I have power!
Fucking epic.
Now if only he could do it again.
No amount of concentration, outreached hand, or channeling his inner Luke could open that fridge and fetch him a beer.
Bummer. Just like Isobel
