"What do you mean they flap on their own?"
"What happens if I did continue?"
Startled, she pulls away, frightened.
She moves her fingers in small circles.
She purrs. "That's a great way to start."
"Something you can use to pound with your hands." She pulls away then licks his nose.
Her eyes brightened to their usual sparkle. "You can always start with a drum."
"Do you want to pursue your dream with music?"
She kisses him in return. She lifts her head to stare at the ceiling with the same expression. "Avery?"
"I want the latter one." She blocks off all mental communications as her mind becomes numb.
"What are going to do in passion?" She didn't respond.
"Please, papa!" "No, I have to atone my sins for not making my sons happy."
"I hate this papa. Teach me what you want me to know." She stands out in the sunlight, watching herself as her body peels.
She curls into a ball and sniffles. She hands Avery to Seph then runs off.
"Then treat me like you mean it!" "He's not you biological father, Vincent is. Understood? Do you want to forget what it is like when Zack is around? You have a chance in this life and I want you to have that same feeling in the past."
"Do you want me or not? You pushed me away from my potential playmate." She walks over to her son. "Your father and I wanted you to be happy. If changing events will achieve that goal, I would do it for you. I'm sure you want to keep Zack so we just have bring fate into our hands."
She nods. "I have to go." A shockwave surrounded her.
She comes back down with her fist planted to the ground. "Only if you really want this. I cannot imagine what he has put you through."
"If I could, I would run while I'm pregnant." She jumps into the air.
"Yes, I would, dear." She gets off the bench then began walking away from her brother and father.
