A little older, a lighter shade of green, perhaps… but Theodora had prepared all she could. For decades she’d hidden away, waiting in hope for the world to become that little bit more accepting of her kind.
Graham was her first stab at a normal life. A date by the seaside had seemed a tad risky, especially after the incident with Dorothy and the water, but his profile said he wasn’t into swimming and he loved The Craft, so what could go wrong?
“Come on Theodora”, Graham cooed, “Close your eyes; it’s a surprise”
She trembled as his strong hand rested on her shoulder. Maybe this time it really was true love.