Sarah
“He looks normal.” I whispered more to myself than anyone else a I gazed at the tiny figure wrapped tightly in blue blankets. He was barely visible, just a round face and a little bald head. There was not a hair on him. He was too premature to even have eyelashes.
To anyone else looking at him he would have resembled a little angry gnome but to me he as the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.
“He is normal Sarah.” Lock folded his arms over his chest as he glared at us. And for a second, I felt guilty.
“I didn’t mean it like that Lock. I just meant…. I don’t know. Maybe I expected him to be half shifted or I don’t know have scales. I’m sorry.” I hung my head in shame.
“it’s ok, I probably shouldn’t have told you like that before you had seen him. He’s perfect. A healthy
