After so long, the girls are teens! Kiya picked Sarah for her name, but her friends call her “Firecracker”. Kari is now Jennifer to the world, Jenny to her friends, and my little baby in my heart forever.
I recently celebrated a birthday! I’m middle-aged now… how time flies.
In work news, I’ve been transferred to a new division. It’s very hush-hush, and I’m still doing my old job too, but after hours I’m part of a task force designed to curb growing Alien Awareness across dimensions. Abduction numbers have been increasing, male pregnancies are on the rise, and a refugee ship crashed in a dimension close to yours! It’s my job to try and control all of these incidents and help keep aliens safe.
In related news…
My apartment is outfitted for a toddler once more.
Meet Kedi! She’s the sweetest thing, and she learns so quickly! Kedi is number 47 of one hundred and forty-four toddlers orphaned in the ship crash I mentioned above. Kiya and Kari (sorry, Sarah and Jenny) love her like a little sister, and we’re trying our best to raise her in our busy little household.
Unfortunately, Kedi is part of the dark side of alien culture. I’ve tried to spare you the horrors, but to put it plainly most people don’t believe that clones like Kedi have souls. As such, they don’t feel like they have to respect their rights. Clone labor is behind our shining society, and clone harvesting behind our long lives. There are ways around this, ways that we could maintain our current standard of living without clones, but no one feels impelled to do anything.
I’m not one of these people. I’ve seen scientific proof that clones have the abilities we consider to come from a soul, and even if they didn’t have souls humans don’t in the same sense either. Honestly, it’s one of the things I don’t understand about my people.
Meadow, there are a lot of things that need to be done for my people as well as yours. Honestly, I’ve been thinking of taking everyone back to our home planet.
But I can’t just do that, can I?
I can’t just give up on my dreams – on all of our dreams – because there are problems. I can’t take Maki and the girls away from the only life they’ve known for my selfish desire to fix a society they are only partly connected to. And I especially can’t take Kedi, our Kedi, into a world that won’t accept or love her.
Meadow, I’m tired. Trying to run a family and fix the world is just too much. I can’t give up, though. What kind of example would I set for the girls if I did?