His Name Is Lucas
He’s beautiful beyond belief, my miraculous son.
You’re shocked, certainly. How do I explain him? The world cannot be told the truth, that I’ve never been with a mortal man. Only you can know my story.
A feathery white light visited me. I can’t begin to describe that other-worldly fragrance, that ethereal music, the sheer wonder of that celestial coupling. Nothing could compare. Not even you, my dearest.
I can’t marry you now; I’m afraid my deepest devotion lies elsewhere. Still, I’ll always love you.
I hope you’ll hold him, cherish him, be his earthly father. Come soon, dear friend!