“I’ve never made wings before,” Junie said from her spot on the floor. She was dragging a super sharp crafting knife along the lines in the cardboard she had drawn in the shape of a wing. 

Kian was sitting at her dining table, diligently cutting scraps of faux leather that they were going to use to make belts and other accessories. 

She looked up when he didn’t answer and raised an eyebrow at the incredulous look he was giving her. “What?” 

“Sorry,” he ...