Wheeling Gull Isle ding dong, the dragon's not dead

Sitting by his side, Tzila refused to lift her head to look him in the eyes. She was expecting a lecture to come at any minute, but instead, he asked a question. Yes, he was indeed aware of the changes going through her body, which would ultimately affect their lives.

Sighing, her shoulders sagged. "Yes...it's not just me anymore." Her voice wavered. She kept her eyes on the mesmerizing blue water of the pool in front of her. Self- consciously, she shifted her legs closer together, in a futile little attempt to hide the thinning hairs on her belly.