Hatchling

"Yeah. Yeah, she is." Emmett agreed. It was one of the few positive things that had come from the last few months, being able to see his local community come together to help him. One neighbour looking after the kids, another lending him tools, another helping with the harvest; he still did a large portion of the work alone and was always busy, but the burden was being held up with more than just his hands. He let Phoebe lead him upstairs, smiling lop-sidedly at the way she started off backwards then had to go forward, finding everything about her cute in the moment. She was really wonderful, he thought. Emmett You think that luck has left you there But maybe there's nothing Up in the sky but air And there's no mystical design