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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Stories From the Old Attic by Robert Harris: sight," said the woman. "And you'll remain this way until you can
find someone to marry you. And it will have to be someone who can
look beyond externals better than you, because I'm also changing
your looks a bit." Here the woman gave a little laugh and uttered a
few more unintelligible words. Soon there was another puff of smoke.
"Ooh, bummer," said the young man, feeling of the new bump on his
nose and the deep wrinkles now in his cheeks.
When the young man returned to town, he quickly discovered that his
social life was now pretty much a historical artifact. Whenever he
went to a party, the reaction was always the same.
"What's wrong with him?" some girl would ask.
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