"Yeah. Magic. That's an interesting theory." She had believed in magic once. When her voice had started perfectly mimicking other people. When she could sing like Whitney Houston or bellow like Mel Gibson in Braveheart without a blink. She had thought it was magic, that she was special and something had touched her life.
Something had touched it alright. But it wasn't magic. They'd messed with her DNA. They'd done it. And now she wasn't magical. She was a mutant. She was weird.
"Are you going to try again or do you want me to come up with a story that sounds more convincing for you?"