Matilda looked at the dice and then at herself. In a few moments, she had gone from 64 years old to 49 years old. Fifteen years.
Matilda then considered her options and looked over the box the dice came in and found several things. One was what the dice were and their eventual effects. Second was if the dice rolled in the box, they wouldn't make her younger. Third was if one or both of the dice went to someone else, they wouldn't make her younger until they went to her again. And finally the address of the place that had them - The Magic Shop which was in town.
She chuckled at that and marveled a bit at her more youthful timber of her voice.
Matilda looked at herself one more time and the dice before deciding to make a call.
In a few minutes, she explained to the principal she would be out on Monday due to family. She might have a Student Teacher come in for her or even her youngest niece come to school for a day or two depending on what happened.
With that she ended the call and made a dice roll.
"Forty-Nine years was your age. Now it is but thirty nine. With each roll more of your youth shall return."
Matilda looked over herself as her form got a decade younger. In a few moments, she was only a little older than her daughter. Brown hair cascaded down her shoulders, her breasts had risen up some, and not a wrinkle in sight.