Chapter 11

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Robin McAllister took on the job of being Tommy’s temporary nanny after Steven James; advocate to the giants approached her with his dilemma. The so called ‘growth virus’ started accelerating around the world. Everyone at Gaea House knew the truth, there was no virus. It was all in the DNA. No one knew that better than Steven James. A man that was once an awkward near-sighted white coat with a gangly and ginger appearance now changed into a dark red headed Adonis. Despite his new appearance the old Steve still lingered in personality and shyness.

Robin lays in her bed one night after all was quiet in the large spacious converted airplane hangar. She reads her e-book while reflecting on the day’s events. Steve coming home to tell his son that his mother won’t be around for a while. It broke her heart. The whole situation was pretty heartbreaking. Steve was always one of the kindest people Robin had worked with, even before the change. He talked about Tommy and Melinda like they were the only people in the world.

Robin found Melinda to be a bit of an odd one. Her appearance was nothing like Steve’s. She had a bold style and way about her. She dressed in part rockabilly and part housewife. A creative and artsy creature that reflected her choice of profession.

Robin heard a sound, the sound of bones cracking loudly. Poor Steve, he’s gotten so big that even his bones are growing loud. I hope it ends soon. Robin thought to herself. The she heard Steve moan in his sleep, “It has to Robin,” he moaned loudly. Robin shook her head. Even his telepathy won’t rest.

Steve woke up the next morning; everything seemed even smaller than it did the day before. He bends over and looks in the bathroom mirror. He still looked like twenty-five year old Steven James only much bigger. His growth spurt hit hard last night. He went to do his morning shave. He then went to his sparse kitchen area and grabbed a couple of drum of strawberry shakes from the warehouse shelves and put them on the reinforced kitchen table. Robin worked in a small kitchen area, making Tommy his breakfast. The area used to be a break area for the workers at the hangar and there was a large glass window that Steve looked in and smiled at his son. “Daddy! You got bigger,” Tommy shouted. It was the same comment every morning. Steve just shrugged it off; it was only his innocent little boy.

Steve went to sit in the chair that was barely tall enough to accommodate his long, long legs. Much longer than the day before. He sighed when he heard the chair creak under his weight. He stood up and moved the chair away. He put his breakfast on the floor and sat Indian style. Steve wondered how tall he stood today.

Steve went to his appointment that morning. Thankfully he could still fit through the door which meant he could still get in his office which happened to be in the same building.

“Steve, today you’re twenty-nine feet and two inches,” Ally told him. Allison Hayes now stood to Steve’s mid-thigh. Even she wasn’t much of a giantess to Steve.

“Just make me twenty-nine even. Those two inches don’t make much of a difference anymore,” Steve brooded. Ally caught his sour mood. Steve was depressed. She worried about her friend. “Ten more inches and I’m rubbing the tops of the doorways in here.”

“Hey, you need to smile. You’ve got that son of yours to think about. Have you seen your wife yet today?”

“No, but you’re right about Tommy.”

“We were in for a shock this morning. She’s evolving differently. I can’t explain it, other than that it’s slow and unusual. In fact, Vin only wants to keep her for another day,” Ally said.

“What do you mean, Ally?”

“She didn’t turn into a large toddler like the rest of us. In fact, she is growing very slowly. It’s weird, but it’s been a week and she’s only five-eight.”

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