Last week, Murphy was chastising his son for having seal pelts with him. I've skipped just a few sentences to pick up with Rowan handing his dad the skins and telling him to show Lareina something. Murphy has asked Lareina not to get scared.
Murphy took the pelt from his son and tossed it across his back. The gray fur covered his skin and his body elongated and puffed out with fat. His hands and arms shrank back toward his body to then elongate and thin into glossy flippers. His feet came together into hind flippers as his whole body sunk to the floor. He grinned up at Lareina, his tiny white teeth showing as his whiskery cheeks pulled back, “Aur, aur, aur, aur!”
Lareina’s eyes glimmered with tears, “Oh, how marvelous. What a wonderful gift--how could that scare me?” She patted the large gray seal on the head, and bent over placing a gentle kiss upon his nose.
First draft. C'mon peeps. Tell me where my errors lie : ) It's starting to feel a little less like summer and a little more like autumn, much to my daughter's delight. (I won't make chicken noodle soup till it's autumn time at least). And, I made some homemade caramel for apples as well. What a spoiled child : ) I hope your September is going well. Thanks for taking the time to swing by and read and comment.