Alma Jr's transition into the world, this world rather, was smoothe. In fact, the vortex wasn't remembered, if noticed, for whatever reason. It was just like any other day. Inside the barn, she lifted Drew up onto her prized Honeysuckle and led the horse outside, holding onto the reins, as the tot laughed with joy, feeling very much like a little cowboy.
A few feet out and they spotted Jack and Ennis and shielding her eyes from the sun, Alma just smiled. Andrew let out an excited whoop and waved his arm.