There should have been something comforting in notion of being adopted, Astrid thought, to someone who was born and raised to do just that. But for herself, she could not feel anything other than afraid. There was a miasma of other emotions that she could not name, but she was more than sure that fear was one of them. The feeling of protection and reassurance from the stuffed bear given to her by Faro was loosing its potency. She had named the bear Lenard during her second day of quarantine. Jarden, the nice attendant there, had helped her choose a name and then once they were done at the clinic, he had taken her, Tommy, Claire, Damian, and George to the adoption event in a big city away from where they had been before.
She was placed in a plastic tub, alone, and with nothing but a bundle of blankets and her stuffed bear. It was very lonely and it was not long before Astrid was stricken with worry and nerves. Jordan looked in on her periodically and despite his murmured assurances, she