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left. It's just me here.
Are you sure I can't come in?"
    "No!" She sounded panicky. That wouldn't
help matters.
    "I can stay home and help you."
    "No. Don't worry about me. I just need a day
to rest." And figure out how to get rid of or hide those wings.
Running away was always an option. But where would she go?
    She was stuck.
    "Really. There's nothing I haven't dealt
with."
    "I can take care of myself. Thanks
anyway."
    "All right." Debbie's footsteps faded from
the hallway outside her door. Finally!
    Soon, the house would be hers. Raea could
sneak out, clean up, and grab something to eat. She listened for
the click of the door and the hum of the garage that would mean
Debbie left.
    While she waited, she decided to finally see
for herself what she had become. Raea swallowed her hesitation and
approached the full-length mirror in the corner of her room. After
a moment, she took a deep breath and stepped in front of it.
    No doubt about it—she had wings. Dark brown
feathered wings that matched her hair and eyes. She twisted to see
where they came out and noted the tears through her nightgown in
back. What had she become? She looked like...like her mother in her
dreams.
    Raea gasped.
    Her dreams...and the voices. What had she
been seeing? Her mother wasn't human. That was obvious now. She was
something else. But what was her mother? What was she?
    A light knock on her door made her jump.
Raea put a hand over her racing heart.
    "Raea, open up, please."
    Debbie wasn't going to give up. Raea should
have expected that of her aunt.
    Okay...Deep breath... Raea grabbed
her flower-print comforter and threw it over her back to hide the
wings. Sooner or later she had to face her aunt. Might as well
get it over with. If she could trust anyone, it would be
Debbie.
    The door handle might have been set to bite
her for all the apprehension restraining her from opening it. She
unlocked it though and opened it only a crack.
    Debbie couldn't have worn deeper furrows in
her forehead. They smoothed out a moment later. "Thank God you're
all right. Can I come in?"
    "It's not a good idea."
    "Please, Raea. I heard you scream early this
morning. I'm worried."
    "You did? I mean, I did?"
    "Yes. You sounded hurt."
    Debbie had good ears. But had Raea really
screamed out loud?
    "Are you okay?"
    "Not really." Raea looked out beyond her
aunt. Debbie was alone.
    She didn't have much of a choice now and
needed to trust someone. Better Debbie, she supposed, than anyone
else.
    Raea stepped away from the door and threw
the comforter off. "Not if this is all right."
    Debbie didn't look surprised or worried in
the least. Okay. That was odd.
    "This happened last night?" Debbie motioned
for her to turn. "Was this why you screamed?"
    Raea stepped around on the spot. "Yes. It
hurt. And I can't go out like this." Why didn't Debbie act more
surprised?
    "No, you can't." Debbie sighed. "We'll have
to do something about it."
    "What can we do? I can't hide them. I can't
even control these wings. What am I supposed to do? My life
is ruined."
    The smile on Debbie's face said otherwise.
Oh, please, let her aunt have a plan.
    "I know someone who can help."
    Someone else? "What? No. No, no, no. No one
can know about this. I'll be picked apart." She could just imagine
the doctors and scientists. If Chad wasn't bad enough, being
examined would really make her feel like a freak, if she survived.
She wouldn't have any part of that. No one else could know.
    "Relax, Raea."
    Relax? How the hell was she supposed to
relax about this?
    Debbie's hands on Raea's face stopped her
from panicking, her calm, motherly touch the one Raea wished had
come from her real mother. "Your mother hid your wings when you
were three."
    What? She had not just heard that.
Anger flew through Raea and she backed away from Debbie. "You knew about this? And you didn't tell me?"
    "Your mother wanted you to live a normal human life. I promised to obey her wishes."
    "I don't believe this. You lied to me?"
Tears