Was it a boy?
Shifting, it stood up.
My mouth hit the floor.
Wings!What in the world…
Amusement danced on his chubby face. Slowly, he shimmied his little shoulders and soft wings fluttered open.
Not knowing if I’d gone insane, my mind sputtered like an antique engine, struck stupid.
“What—oh, god. Whatareyou?!” I asked.
“Bb-b-b-b-bb . . . yah-yah!” He babbled, frantically flailing his arms.
He let out a high-pitched giggle, then clapped his hands.
In the blink of an eye, he hovered above the ground, fluttering right up to me with pudgy hands extended. They cupped my face, almost lovingly.
They were so warm, melting right into my heart, solidifying something deep.
Then, he lowered his forehead to mine, sharing a sweet moment of affection.
I was too nervous to move.
Pulling back, he boopedme on the nose with a tiny finger. Like, actuallyboopedme.
Losing rational thoughts, I tried again. “Do you need help?”
His gaze dropped to his closed fist. Opening it, a ring appeared. It was a simple, purple gemstone. A mischievous grin pulled at his mouth which made me a little uneasy.
Without warning—the ring was chucked right at my face, hitting me square in the forehead.
Thump!
“Ouch!” I yelped, taking a staggered step back to rub at my head. “Hey! What was that for?”
Devious giggles escaped his rosebud lips before he flew in circles around me. Halting at eye level, heboopedmy nose once again.
He suddenly spun around, shooting off like a hummingbird, disappearing.
What the. . .
I glanced down. The light winked up at me, reflecting off the purple gemstone. Bending down, I picked it up. Such a pretty shade of deep violet.
Curiosity got the best of me as I slipped it on.
No way. It fit!
I wiggled my fingers, watching the stone sparkle.
I loved it.
My feet hustled home as fast as my mind reeled.
Had I completely gone mad? Maybe my daydreaming had taken on a new level, and I’d made the whole thing up.
But the weight on my finger proved otherwise.
