Antares night Stories

“Hey, Mom!” Oskar called out as he entered the house. “Am I adopted?” Juliana had been dreading this day. She knew it would come, but she was hoping it would be after Oskar was a little older. He was a senior in high school, but still she hoped a few more years could pass before that question had to be answered. She had known for many years that the other children were teasing him for being... different. It wasn’t just th...