Promotional image from the 2018 film “How to Summon Your Demon”
“What, were you expecting a cauldron?” Dorothy’s voice communicated her indignation at her younger sister Emily’s surprise.
“But a soup pan on the stove?”
“All the recipe calls for is a metal container that’s heated.”
“But a soup pan on the stove. That’s how you’re going to summon a…”
“Not another word.” Twenty-seven year old Dottie pressed a pale, stiff index finger against Emily’s pouting, ruby lips. For an instant, she felt a forbidden thrill at touching her sister so intimately, but then realized it was probably just the fumes from the potion affecting her. On the other hand, she did find Emily kind of hot.
Photo: Natalie Orenstein, Berkeleyside
“Do you believe in happily ever after?” Kristy popped another one of her strange questions as she and her fiancée Mike were standing in line for the sando of the day, which today was Green Garlic Roasted Beef.
“No. Nothing is forever including happiness.”
“We’re going to get married in a month. Doesn’t that make you happy?”
“Of course it does, otherwise we wouldn’t be getting married.”
“Next.” Aaron, one of the butcher shop’s owners, was at the counter today and Mike felt embarrassed that his conversation with Kristy had kept him waiting.
“Two sandos of the day, Aaron.”
“Coming right up,” he said signaling a new hire who was helping him out over the lunch rush. “By the way, I agree with Mike. Happiness isn’t forever.”