The moon arcs across the sky. The reflective light streams into the room, a beam making its way across the room, until it rests, for the first time, on the baby. Leah goes back on the hunt. It'd definitely be safer to be someone else at this point. I don't want to run into that creep again.
Blonde hair turns brown, green eyes turn brown, pale skin becomes tanned.
Teenage slimness becomes the fullness of a woman. Hopefully, Ellie won't mind me borrowing her look. There weren't many more places to search. The bookstore, Camden market, the ice cream store. The real Tim wasn't in any of them.