A little one shot that I felt was needed to complete the ending of Dreaming of Amelia Ghosts of Ashbury High between Seb and Lydia. You will probably need to have read the book to understand.

A limb from every child of America is taken from them at birth to produce their AniMal, their protecter, their other half, you might say. We look to Todd Brathenhuff for guidance in this life, on how to control one. Will it die? Or fufill it's purpose?

An amazing poem about friends and the bond between them. This poem is terrific!