Looking down at Mike I realised Erin was right, he was immature for his age and needed to grow up. Even if
he didn't I was compelled to grant her wish in some way. I focused all my energy on getting Mike to grow up.
Suddenly in a blink of an eye the young boy had disappeared and in his place a 6 foot tall, college aged
student with a trimmed goatee stood. If I didn't know better I would have said it was Mike's
older brother. Erin simply stood there jaw wide open at what her brother had become.
"I came to tell you that dinner's ready," declared Mike before leaving, seemingly unaware that anything was
different.
"Erin, I'm so sorry, I didn't..." I started to explain as Mike walked out of the door.
"You can do that?" questioned Erin, a huge grin materialising on her face.
"Well I didn't mean to, I only meant to Mike act a little older. I guess I don't know my own strength. I'm
sure I can find a way to undo it if you let me try."
"Don't bother, he's fine but I've got a better idea," she said smiling ear to ear.
"Erin, I don't think we should screw around with this..."
"Oh don't be a stick in the mud. I wish..." she began.