The Sunspire I am hanging in the bathroom at the biggest party of the fall

Wisteria's screaming didn't bother Breccan; he couldn't hear it yet, as his little ears were still sealed up tight. But when he was right next to her, he could feel the vibrations caused by her vocalizations, and while he didn't understand what it was or why it was happening, he would try to get away from her. This, of course, was usually unsuccessful, since his legs were less than functional.

There was no thrumming coming from his next door neighbor at the moment, but she did kick him, which elicited a grunt from the boy. He wiggled and squirmed, and had he the cognitive capacity at the ripe age of two days old, he might have thought, Yes, I think I put some distance between us. But his non-existent thought was wrong, as he felt her toes press into him once more, and he gave another grunt.