"You are joking, right?". I asked her and frowned. I was waiting for a surprise plot twist.
She let go of my shoulders and sighed. "I am not joking, Clara. Everything I told you is true. You have been in my stomach for thousands of years. It was recently, thirty years ago, that you finally came out of me. You had a physical body, unlike me. I never wanted you to part from me, Clara. Sadly, for two years and a few months, you still remained a baby and were not showing any signs of growth. You were getting sick and very weak. I figured out that your body wasn't strong for you to continue staying on the moon with me. I had no choice but to descend to the world and leave you outside the house of a nice human couple who were sadly not able to have any children of their own".
