The Alpha's Freakshow
“I promise I will tell you when I’m feeling better.”
“Oh, I know you will. You don’t have a choice.” She says, then she walks out the door.
I fall back and sigh heavily. I can’t believe I said those things and I don’t have any recollection of it.
“It’s getting worse,” Billy says, entering the tent.
“What is?”
“How sick you get after each transformation.”
“Yeah. Tell me about it.” I say.
“I don’t understand why.”
“I think I have an idea or two.”
“Well, please do share,” Billy says, leaning against a wooden post, his arms crossed over his chest as he waits for me to explain.