Miracle

They say some are just... taken.

They have disappeared.

Gone.

Forever.

Without seeing even a moon in your life.

That's what happened to me.

My sister Poolkit was too angry, too upset.

One night a fox broke into the nursery. It tore up the brambles protecting the den. I finally go face-to-face with my sister's eyes. We call kits like her late bloomers. Her eyes wouldn't open for days... and now it just happened, at the most chaotic of times.