“Haha, yeah I remember that!” Rachel spoke into the phone.

“Yeahh..” I said, reliving the glory of that day. “Alright Rach, I got to go – I think I hear the baby crying.”

“Okay, I’ll call you later then.”

The instant I put down the phone, the pitter-patter of tiny feet were heard closing in on my position.

“Mommy!”

“Hi Ember, hunny! What are you doing?”

“Playing catch with Daddy – he can’t even keep up with me anymore!”

“Wow! That’s pretty good for a little six year old! Tell Daddy that he needs to come in here so we can help you with your telekinesis, alright babe?”

“Okay.” she ran off to find Shade.

I grabbed a bottle and was heading over to the baby room when I passed a mirror. I admired my hair, my figure, my clothes – I looked as if I were only twenty.

“Heh heh.. I still got it.”