Amy was gone again the next morning when I woke up, however it didn’t take me long to find him.
“There will be no flippity-flappity, uppity-wuppity nonsense from you today, do you understand?” I heard Amy chide. I followed the sound of his voice to see him standing in the ‘living’ area with the vine-covered opening behind him, legs spread, arms crossed, staring down at Char and Stolas’ grinning baby. For all his talk of ‘he’s not actually a child’, Amy sure was treating him like one. I grinned myself, stopping in the hallway to watch. The toddler squealed a giggle, flashing drooling gums and little teeth, then slapped his hands on the floor. A set of white and black speckled feathery wings tore through his sleeper, and I gasped at the same time Amy made that guttural “Nuhhhh!” noise paren
