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The baby’s eyes were electric blue and he didn’t need to be a god to know who the biological parent of this child was.
“Her name is Grace,” Piper said, handing her over to Apollo.
“I didn’t know you were looking into adopting.”
“Not strictly, but my mom sent me a dream. Her bio mom couldn’t take care of her, and she’s too small to go to camp.”
“She’s tiny ,” Shel let her daughter clutch her forefinger in her fist. She jumped back as a miniature lightning bolt raced up her arm.
He left a blessing on her, “Hello, Grace.”