Nefretiri
I was forever grateful for Odie; she could live above my garage for the rest of our lives and never pay for anything.
Her knowledge of magic was much better than mine regarding charms, spells, and traveling through dimensions. Though I felt the magic coming from the ordinary-looking door, I had no clue how to access it. On the other hand, Odie knew exactly what to do. So, when we'd helped the little girl pack everything we could fit in a worn pink backpack, Odie as Cabe didn't hesitate to walk up to the door, write a series of symbols on its surface with his finger, and say four simple words.
"Please, open for us."
