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Ana Cristina Gets Her (Sparkly) Man

Fay Godsmom whisked Jezbel away with a flourish of her silvery wand, and before she could even draw a breath, Jez was standing outside a peach house surrounded by vibrant vines of bougainvillea.

“Hey, where did Chaka go? I really liked her. It’s a shame she only got a coke. I thought her original wish had some merit -“

“Be still, little one. She approaches.”

“Who’s she? And when’s my lunch break?”

Suddenly, the front door opened, revealing a woman with raven hair and cat-slant eyes.

“May I help you?” she asked briskly.

Jezbel awkwardly stammered, “Uh, we’re here to grant you a wish, Ana Cristina.”

Ana Cristina’s no-nonsense manner instantly dissipated like dew drops in the sun. She clapped her hands and squealed, “Awesome! In that case, I want my own Edward Cullen!”

“Your wish is my command…”

As Ana Cristina walked off hand-in-hand with her sparkly man, Jezbel turned back to Fay.

“Who’s next, boss?”

“There’s a southern gentleman who goes by the initials TBS who I’ve been meaning to visit…”

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