Someone's Following Me...

Toddlers are interesting creatures. One moment they're the babies we knew just a short time ago, wanting to cuddle and fall asleep on mommy or daddy's shoulder and the next they're too old for their age, wanting to do everything on their own, accepting no help from anyone.

That's part of the age, though: learning to be independent, knowing they can figure things out on their own. Thirteen or so years from now, Norah will be acting the same way, but exponentially worse.

But no matter what, there was a point in her life while she was working this out on her own: Why is this shadow girl following me?