Brian wasn’t interested in the silly red and blue letter blocks Mama had left him so he got onto his hands and knees to crawl over to Rachel.
Creeping about that way really was much easier and safer than trying to walk. As much as it demeaned him to crawl he didn’t want to have another meltdown like a moment ago. The idea of walking now really scared him.
“Wachel, you ‘kay?” he asked his friend as he reached her side again.
Rachel was still sitting right where she’d been the whole time, sucking her thumb vigorously in an apparent daze. She hadn’t moved or said a word since the last transformation. She wasn’t even making any attempt to cover up her bare breasts. Brian was worried that either the transformation had warped her mind or it had simply snapped under the strain.