Amma went back to stand just in front of him and cupped her hands under his chin. As she tilted his head up, a gentle curiosity took his features and they softened. “You’ll be all right, Damien. I’ll take care of you. I promise.” He swallowed hard. “You will?” Amma looked down at him, and for the first time, Damien seemed small. Her mind filled with the sapling in the greenhouse and the acorn on the road and the seeds from the wild liathau. Most things started out that way, tiny but with a whole world of potential inside, and they really only got big with at least a little help. “Of course, I
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