Dylan’s Point of View
Everyone’s screams sounded like echo’s as I stared at the most beautiful baby I’d ever seen. He had dark wavy hair like mine and Rowan’s pale olive-green eyes and his deep dimples. He giggled and cooed as he waddled towards me. I knew I couldn’t touch him; I saw what would happen if I did. Rowan and everyone else including me turned gray like Colton was, except for Scarlett, she was abused and crazy in a cage. But I wanted to let myself believe that this was real, I wanted to believe that Rowan and I were mortal and playing on the beach with our beautiful boy, even just for a moment in time. I burned every bit of him into my memory, his two little bottom teeth in his gummy smile, his curls and the sweet sound of his giggle. I wished he would slow down because if he
