My eyes blinked open. I appeared to be surrounded by a cocoon. Pink and white. I pulled my hand from the dirt and touched it. So soft, like a petal, and I knew instantly that's what it was. As the new heart of Polonias, this was my flower. Soft footsteps came toward me. I wasn't sure what to do, so I waited inside the blossom, listening. In moments, I sensed it was Polly and Leo. They were happy. So happy! And there was more. She was already expecting. Without knowing how, I came out of the ground, my flower, a vivid pink peony, became clothing as I found purchase atop the grass. My eyes first caught and held Leo's. He looked the same, only the worried edge to his features had gone. When I noticed Polly, I gawked. She no longer looked like a thousand-year-old child, but a woman with long blond hair, bright blue eyes, and womanly curves. She looked like me. "Polly, you look beautiful," I said, utterly shocked. Going to her, I took her outstretched hands. "Hello, sister," s
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