"I want to stay with you," you reply. "Tell me what it felt like to grow."
"Oh it was incredible," you mother smiles. "I could feel everything sort of sliding under me as I got bigger, and seeing your perspective change so quickly, it's such a rush!"
"Do you feel bad for the houses that got wrecked? People might have been inside them."
Your mother thinks for a minute. "I suppose, a little. But it's not like I could have stopped myself from growing, so I don't feel that bad. If I grow again, at least out here I can avoid people easier."
"What will you eat? Our last mean won't last forever," you say.
"I suppose we'll cross that bridge when we come to it. Or in my case, step right over it," she laughs.
Time passes very slowly as you lay in your mom's hand. You fall asleep looking at the clouds, you can't say for how long.
"Ma'am," a man with a megaphone calls from the ground, waking you up. "We have found something."
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