“You mean, we’re going to transform together?” Lizzie asked, her eyes wide.
Her mother nodded and said, “That way, I can help you with anything you don’t understand.”
“Oh, there’s a lot I don’t understand right now,” Lizzie said, giggling with a note of hysteria in her voice.
Her mother wrapped her arm around her daughter’s shoulders and pulled her close, kissing the top of her head.
“I know it’s a lot to take in,” she said softly. “After all, it’s not like you were brought up in that world as I was.”
Lizzie shook her head.
Lifting it, she asked, “Are your parents still alive? I just realized I may have grandparents out there.”
Her mother gave her a smile tinged with sadness, then shook her head.
“I honestly don’t know,” she told Lizzie. “I haven’t had contact with the
