She was likely waking up to use the bathroom or to get cleaned up, but he didn't look in on her until the third day. That was the day that he committed himself to getting the unsavoury job done.He waited until he heard Elizabeth moving around before heading up the stairs. He might have been able to do the work while she was unconscious, but it would likely make too much noise. He didn't want to raise any suspicions, and he didn't want to take any chances. As Bill got to the top of the stairs, he almost panicked. The curse had changed Elizabeth into an abomination. Instead of his beautiful, little girl coming out of the bathroom, he saw a monster with a bed sheet wrapped around itself.It was taller than he was, well over two meters with white hair over its entire body, thick neck muscles and powerful arms and legs. Its face still had a human appearance, but had a slight muzzle shape to it. Its face was hauntingly similar to Elizabeth's, but it wasn't her anymore. He knew it would. I closed my eyes and concentrated on the conversation they had. Mary-Jo had extricated from under the far rear seat, a photo of the two of them in happier times.As they chatted, exchanging pleasant memories, I calmed down, felt my pants loosen, and could sit down in the nearest seat comfortably. Putting a blanket over my lap, and taking deep breaths helped.In the quiet cabin their conversation went on, Tammy assuring Mary-Jo that she had done the right thing by divorcing her husband who was the rowdiest on the flight in. Her ex had spent their savings in a secret liaison with one of her bridesmaids. Mary-Jo had caught them when she was returning the borrowed fondue set. Mary-Jo was assured by Tammy that she could share her room until they were paid. Mary-Jo thanked Tammy for her generosity, and took some pills to help her calm down.The cargo handlers outside yelled that they had finished, and the captain's announcement requested crew prepare for take off. I could just hear Tammy.
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