Jody

I chewed on my nails, pacing back and forth. My cellmate had to be wrong about the Roulex. I mean, they were helping out my dad and me so much. And all they wanted was me to get pregnant and have the baby for them. They'd told me it was for an infertile couple from this winged guy's world. That the baby would help others who wanted children and couldn't have them.

"You mentioned healing?" I ask, pausing to walk. "What did you mean?"

He narrowed his ...