Chapter 15: When it falls in your lap
Sol snapped wide awake to see a nurse changing his mother's IV. A different one from before. He really needed a better place to rest. As the nurse left, he found himself scared of this new 'form' within him.
It was not gone, ever, just resting beneath the surface of his skin. At any moment the vines and leaves were ready to burst forth from his body like a seed.
He was terrified to return to that again. The last time he had simply fallen asleep until Pat woke him up. What if he turned in his sleep? At the hospital?
With just the slightest bit of effort his finger stretched into long, bulbous extrusions of bark and wood. They searched and bent like tentacles sensing the air before he drew them back in. They almost had a mind of their own. What kind of mind was it? So far, he only knew this new part of himself to sleep.