Morgan stared back at the young girl standing in front of her, wondering who she was and why she would make such a statement. There was a moment of silence between the two of them as they locked glances, sizing one another up.
"And just who do you think I am?" Morgan asked.
The girl was only 7 or 8 years old, but deep in her blue eyes seemed to hold the knowledge that someone her age would never possess.
"You"re the last of the Seaver family. You"re supposed to protect the island as your family has for years."
The girl tossed her long, curly hair behind her shoulders, the light catching the different shades of gold. Before she could answer, Doctor and Mrs. Wright joined them.
"Hello, Morgan, how are you doing? Jenny, I see you both met Cordelia, the newest member of our family." Docto
