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The following weekend, Sarai took Alistair to meet her moms. They both were so warm. There were hugs, laughter, and good food all around.
After dinner, while one mom slept and the other one did the dishes, Sarai and Alistair took Dixon for a walk. “I wish my family was like yours. Your mother is in a terrible condition and yet she finds joy in her life. I admire her greatly.”
“I guess I got lucky with my parents.”
“What about your biological parents? Ever been curious about them?”
“No, not really. I haven’t had any reason to be curious.”
“You know, I was thinking about something.”
“What?”
“You could be a shifter and not even know it.”
“What?”
“See, shifters have to be taught to shift, that’s why it happens when the child is older. If you were never taught, you would never know you were a shifter.”
“So, how do you teach someone to shift?”
“I don’t know. Maybe my mother could help you, once she and Father have calmed down. I expect, by the time the baby comes, they will have settled. At least Mother. I can’t promise any warm feelings from my father toward you or the baby. Unless he or she is a dragon shifter, that would make him warm up to the baby.”
“Your father smelled the air when I walked in. If I was a shifter, wouldn’t he have been able to smell it?”
“No, because you haven’t shifted yet, so you’re still human until you shift.”
“Wouldn’t it be something if all this time, I was a dragon too?”
“Nah, my money is on pixy.” He grinned. “I mean come on, that hair, that screams pixy to me.”
“Wait, pixy, as in fairy?”
“Yep.”
“They’re real?”
“As real as you and I.”
“Oh my gosh!”
“They are rarer than even elite dragon shifters, but there are still some out there.”
“What can a pixy shifter do?”
“That, I have no idea.” He laughed. She blushed.
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Seven months later, Sarai brought a baby boy into the world. He had his father’s hair and his mother’s eyes. Phoebe and Teagan were there for the birth, along with Sarai’s mothers and even Alistair’s mother but his father didn’t appear.
Alistair was so happy when he took the new born in his arms. “Was dad this happy like I am today, when I was born?” Alistair asked his mother.
His mom nodded, “Yes my son.”
“I wish he was here…” Everyone could tell Alistair missed his father.
