It's a...what?
April 2nd, 1960
About 12:30 am
Keegan's Point of View
"EVERYONE SHUT UP!" I bellowed to a room of overly-excited boys. I had just gotten a telephone call from my mum, telling me about my new siblings.
"As of April 1st, 1960, at 11:58 pm, you all received two new siblings. Caine David and Morgan Caroline Brenner-Callahan."
"Morgan Caroline?!" they asked concurrently.
"Morgan Caroline," I confirmed.
"Is that honestly the most masculine name Mum could think of?" Nick asked.
"No, you twat, it's a girl."
"A GIRL?!" they all asked, a little more scandalized than last time.
"A girl," I replied, completely exasperated at this point.
There was another bit of information about Morgan that I wasn't telling them, but I decided I should tell Dad first.
"Alright, now, everyone go up to bed, we can go see them in the morning," I said. Once they had all filed up the stairs, I dialed Dad's number. He got a phone installed at the flat he moved into when he moved out. He picked up before I even heard it ring.
"Hello!" he said urgently.
"Hi, Dad, it's Keegan."
"Hey, Keeg. Is your mum done yet?"
"Yeah, she just called a couple minutes ago."
"How long was she in labor?"
"She said 46 hours, but I don't even think so. She didn't even sound like she knew what year it was when I talked to her." I heard him give a mirthful snort at the other end of the phone.
"Did she stick with Caine and David?" he asked.
"Actually, that's what I was calling to tell you. The older twin's name is Caine David, and the younger one is..."
"What? Oh no! Did something happen to the second one? Something happened, didn't it?! I'll be right over there –"
"Dad, calm down! Everything's fine, no reason to go into cardiac arrest. I was calling to tell you that the younger twin is a girl." There was silence at the other end of the phone line.
"Dad?"
"A girl?"
"Yeah."
"What's her name?"
"Morgan Caroline."
"That's a good name."
"Yeah. Oh, and Dad?"
"Yeah?"
"She's a witch."