I’m waiting to meet my new owner. I’ve been thinking about this day for a long time. I’m nervous. This is the day all hybrids dream of, the day that defines the rest of our lives. Adoption day. I smile nervously as the older man signs the papers. Will, you tell me about her? I ask with curiosity burning in my eyes Your daughter, I mean. The one I’m being adopted for, what’s she like?
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