Is there anything of me at all in him?
Is there anything of meat all in him? Annie watched in amusement as Kerr tried to pull himself up, using her leg and pants to steady himself on chubby legs. The baby cooed and showed off his newest tooth as Annie smiled down at him. The boy’s wings, now feathered and looking like actual wings, flapped awkwardly. Fledgling attempts, Rion had told her. First to find his balance, then to actually attempt at being airborne. Annie ran a hand over Kerr’s thick blond locks. From the tip of his toes to the top of his head, the baby was the spitting image of his father. Which made Annie wonder for the hundredth time if there was anything in her son that made him her son.
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