"Well, go on—what are the words."
"In English, they would read—'Happy Birthday, Darling.' You are someone's birthday present."
Peggy's face was ashen. "You speak of us," she whispered. "How well suited we are for this fate. What about yourself?"
Carter smiled. "I expect this to be the most interesting period of my life," he said. "You see, the present is for me. I picked it out."
And as they watched in stunned amazement, Carter began to grow.