“This app’s company has no ratings and no history on The GodfathersPro.com page, so are you absolutely sure about this?” Devon looked up from his smartphone screen, where WishApp 1.0 blinked urgently for final confirmation.
“I have no doubts, only many, many regrets,” Roland lifted his chin stubbornly and nodded once, hard.
Devon shook his head, wishing his friend had chosen something else within his price range, for transformation; a running cookie, a surly beast with curling fangs, a snowy swan with six brothers or ten — even a footman changed from a tiny mouse into a stamping horse that pulled a pumpkin carriage would be better than what he’d selected to get access to a princess.
“Just accept it, Devon, because this is how I’m writing my final chapter in the Book of Love,” Roland held his breath as Devon’s nail clicked the touch screen to accept, and then sighed happily as his outline blurred, swirled, and then surged like a gushing geyser, and collapsed with a soggy pop into a small green blob.
“Good luck buddy, and let me know if she has a cute, single sister,” Devon slid his phone into his jacket pocket as the palm-sized frog hopped toward a midnight, moonlit pond, located somewhere in between the before times and the after times, in a richly verdant summer land that not even our grandparents could have imagined.
© Liz Husebye Hartmann (2022)
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