Skye
Standing in Megan’s bedroom, I looked at myself in the mirror. It felt strange being fitted with a bullet-proof vest, or in this case a magical one. Esmeralda brought it from her homeland and it was just … Weird. I thought it was going to be heavy, but it was light as a feather. Rubbing my hand over the material as it protectively wrapped around my now growing baby bump.
“How is my grandchild doing?” Esmeralda was leaning against the door frame, smiling as she always did.
“Growing at the speed of light!” I laughed and turned around.
“Everybody is worried, you know?” That was what I appreciated about her. She always went straight to the heart of something.
“Yeah, I know.” I couldn’t look her in the eyes as I untied the straps. “I’m worried.” I took a deep breath. “My history hasn
