Book 10: Am I a Monster?

Aviva

The next three days are easy and full of conversation, food, and children dictating our every waking hour. I’ve grown attached to Maeve despite the knowledge of her abilities, one of which is lighting herself on fire. She’s beginning to seek me out in a room now, crawling as fast as she can to tug on my pants or my skirt, and enjoys just sitting on my lap watching the other children play. 

Kenna watches us, not saying a word. Sarah has had a lot to say about it, however, going on and on about how there was finally another baby girl in the family but she wouldn’t allow anyone to touch her or snuggle with her… except for me.

I wouldn’t consider Maeve to be a snuggly baby. She much prefers sitting on my lap and chewing on my fingers with the two razor sharp teeth she’s cutting in real time.

All the while, Ryan floats in and out of whatever space we’re sharing with his family. He’s gone on a few outings with us and the kids, but he’s b