A Sight to See

Sophia's POV

I watch closely as this baby grows twice as fast as my quadruplets are growning. They are always growing, almost nonstop. Yet this new baby that was literally just born last night seems to grow the more love we give him. There is a crowd of people and before I know the heavens open up and let down another five thousand or more people. This child goes out to them and walks through the crowd.

The crowd parts for him and before I know it the little man has placed himself in front of a woman. He touches her belly and smiles. He hasn't said any words yet. It's almost like he can't talk, but maybe he will. One day anyway.

Right now though he is talking with his hands, making everyone smile as they seem to heal instantly.

Just when he reaches the end of the line of thousands of people, a storm opens up, complete with a tornado right above us. His face scrunches in distaste, but he's not afraid, none of us are. He looks up at the sky, points his finger at it like you would a chi