In the Flesh (Part 4)

'Gods, I dreamed about this moment for years. I made plans and preparations, and yet everything went horribly wrong. I can't even ask them for an explanation without making matters even worse.

'I'd better start eating as well. At least nothing can ruin the taste of my first meal with my family.' Yet Solus was once again wrong.

Her arm refused to lift and when she put more energy into it, her right hand darted up like a bullet, punching a hole in the table and sending her meal splattering everywhere.

The sound of plates shattering and of cutlery clinking on the floor was the last straw.

"I'm so sorry." She started to cry uncontrollably, almost falling off her chair. "The day has barely started and I've already ruined it. I wish I didn't get this stupid lump of flesh back."