GENRE: YA retelling
"Ladies and gentlemen," Mr. Bowler boomed into the microphone, his voice slightly louder than necessary. He stood on a platform overlooking the city of West-borough of Locksdale. The sun illuminated the city in the early morning casting dark shadows oer the East-borough of the city. Not that it mattered to Mr. an Mrs. Bowler. The most important people lived in West-borough and all were gathered outside of the courthouse. "I am pleased to announce the birth of my first born!"
Mrs. Bowler looked down at the nanny beside her on the platform. The penny haired woman held a tiny bundle wrapped in blue at which she cooed repeatedly to. Mrs. Bowler pushed a lock of sunny hair from her face, her eyes narrowed until the blue had all but disappeared. "Stop that."
The nurse looked up in confusion as the baby started fussing. "He's hungry madam."
"I don't care. You shouldn't coo to the baby. It's annoying," Mrs. Bowler replied as she adjusted the tiny feathered hat atop her perfect curls. It matched the same dark gray color of her husbands top hat.
"Yes madam," the nanny replied with a small bow.
"Born yesterday, please welcome my first son, and only child, Briar Bowler," Mr. Bolwer announced as he took the babe from the nanny's arms. He held up the child for the whole to see.
A full head of golden hair turned to the noise as the crowd cheered and gaped.