#Chapter 110- Names Have Power

Fiona “Thank you. I… we should’ve talked about this weeks ago,” I mutter, dropping my head forward to rest on our combined hands. “You’re right. I promise I’ll let you know about anything happening from here on out. We’ll work through problems together,” Ethan tells me. “Now, come with me.” Surprised at the sudden change, I follow him out of the car and up to the house, allowing him to lead me through the house to the backyard. He stops at the edge of the patio and turns to me. “Wait here while I shift. I don’t want you to be too close and get hurt.” I do as he says, sitting on the steps as he walks out onto the grass. I plant my elbows on my knees, my face in my hands, as I watch curiously. Like last time, his bones crack and his body contorts, but unlike last time, the change is faster. He’d said the more they shift, the faster it gets, so I guess since it hasn’t been that long, it’s easier for him. What must it feel like to have your entire body change shape? It