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It had a been a couple of days since Corrine had changed the locks to their door. Still surprised me that she was actually able to do it.

We were eating dinner in the smaller less formal dining area. Since Corrine had dismissed the staff, eating a tiny self-made dinner in the large dining area seemed ridiculous to me.

After I finished, I looked up at Corrine. She was sitting there eating her dinner calmly as if she didn't have a care in the world. What was wrong with her?!

"Corrine?" I said, determined to get to the bottom of this.

"Yes." She answered between bites.

"How did you manage to figure out how to change locks. That's not really your area of expertise, is it?" I asked condescendingly

She looked back up at me a twinge of anger flashed behind her eyes before she answered,

"I learned many practical things while I was away, mother."

"You did many other things while you were away as well." I replied.

"Mother, what are you getting at?"

I sighed, I didn't really know what I wanted to know. I only knew that something about her wasn't right. I could never understand the girl.

"Fine, Corrine. I want to know why you aren't the least bit upset about what your children have done. When I told you about them you only started on this large plan to get the child yourself. No anger, no resentment, not even disgust or shame. Why?"

She looked down, as if really pondering her answer.

"Well at first I was a little surprised. They were still only children to me. I only wanted them to get sick and pass off to death peacefully, that's not so bad is it? But then I found out that Cathy was pregnant, I felt that love I used to have for them again. It could be...different with this child. I could have my wealth and share it with them. I was determined to make up for things through this new child."

She shrugged her shoulders and went back to her dinner. I could only stare, what a warped sense of morality she had. I at least knew what we did was wrong, but worthy for their souls in the end. She thought that what she did was actually...kind. As I looked back at her I saw her staring at me.

"Don't you judge me, I see it in those dark eyes of yours. Always condemning before God even gets the chance." She hissed from across the table.

"If anyone needs judging, it's you Corrine. Or need I go get the rotting corpses of your two smallest children in order to show you your past misdeeds." It felt good to see her eyes cloud with unshed tears. Unfortunately she didn't back down as she would have years ago.

"Don't You Lecture Me! No matter what I have done, it's still better than what you have done!"

"Oh what have I done? Everything that I did to those children up there, you wanted me to do!"

"Oh...I wasn't talking about them." Corrine replied, her voice lower and more menacing.

"I was talking about Malcolm and Joel. Every day father would criticize them, and you never stood up to him! They knew that daddy hated them, but when you didn't stick up for them, that hurt them more than anything ever could! You were the one that prompted Malcolm to drive off that cliff. You were the one that made Joel feel useless, so he went gallivanting around until he got his head torn while he was skiing. You Were the One that Ruined Everything, Mother!"

"I'M NOT YOUR MOTHER!" It was out before I could even stop myself. For the first time in many years I felt I could cry. I loved my boys more than anything, but what she said was true. I hadn't stood up for them like I should have. But Corrine's mistakes, no matter what, I wouldn't take responsibility for.

"What?" She asked disbelievingly

"You heard me. And I was never more happy for that fact until now! How dare you bring up the loss of my children to me. You who killed two of yours already and are working on the two right now!"

"It's the only thing I could do!"

I just wanted to leave. I stood up from the table and began to retreat to my room.

"Wait, mo-Olivia."

I turned back around to see Corrine standing by the table looking confused.

"If you're not my mother, who is?"

I walked to the library and took an album from one of the shelves. I dropped the large volume down on the table in front of Corrine. I turned the withered pages quickly, finding the one I was looking for, near the end.

It was a family photo, taken a couple of days after Alicia's and Garland's wedding. Malcolm and I stood on the right. I was holding Joel and Malcolm had his hand on his older son's shoulder. Alicia and Garland looked much happier, they stood close to each other in a loving manner. I pointed to Alicia

"She's your mother."

Corrine looked confused.

"But that's Alicia, Christopher's mother."

"Congratulations Corrine, your insight knows no bounds. Good night, hope you have pleasant dreams."

With that I turned on my heel and left. Maybe now she would forget this stupid plan of hers and I could live in peace again.

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I was always disappointed that Corrine never found out that Christopher was her half-brother, but now she does, yay. Thanks to all of you that have reviewed! Please tell me what you think. Until next time...Bye!