Chapter 4 – Mommy Dearest
It was those damn books that started it all of. For years they sat unsuspecting on my shelves. A litlle piece of who I thought my mother was.
If only I had not had that paper to redo.
If only Francie hadn't of spilled that Lemonade.
If only I hadn't been reading by candle light.
If only my mother.
If only anything.
But these thing I can't change.
The one thing I wish I could. The way I found out.
"Those Cyrillic codes you found in those books?"
"Yes, they were orders from the KGB, and yes they were orders to kill. An agent received those orders and carried them out. Murdered officers of the C.I.A. Including your father, Mr Vaughn. All this is true."
"But, Sydney, I was not that Agent.
"Your mother was"
It's amazing how 3 words change your life,
Bring things crashing down around you.
That moment is forever seared into my brain. The shock, the confusion. The hatred of my mother filling me for the first time. The hatred of my father back again.
They though that I had been lied to for all my life. That the agency knew more about my past than me. That people in SD-6 knew.
Those words affected all of different.
Vaughn finding out about his father's killer after years of wondering. Just to find out the horror that there is a connection to me.
And me?
Those words made me think only one thing.
Was I supposed to be born?