Not Cash or Credit, Just Years

Well I'm getting better from that medication, improving a decent amount and I think I'll be rid of these side effects soon. Woohoo! Now onto today's story!

Not Cash or Credit, Just Years

       Ding! The cash register went as the demon clerk smiled, “Call the Beast, Song of Ice, and Shadow of the Sun. Will that be all ma'am?”

       “No, that will be all the spells I will need.” the customer responded. The customer was a witch who stole many years of life from many years of others through magic blood contracts. She could afford to pay for all these spells with however many years she needed. She looked at the demon clerk, smiled at her and left the store.

       A young looking man entered the store next and walked up to the demon store clerk. Appearances would change in the store no matter how many years in your life you truly had left.

      “Um, yes, I would like a love spell.” the man said to the clerk, nervously sweating.

       “Sir, you are aware that this will leave you with only one week left in your lifespan account yes?” the clerk, though a demon who did not know the man, still felt concern for him.

        “Yes, but I need her to love me again, even if it is only for one week.”

        “Then one Love Charm it is.”

         Ding! went the cash register.