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“Curtis always had problems,” Selene said. “Like, the kind that ends a kid up on medication by the time he hits first grade. Impulsivity, mostly, with a little bit of defiance. It later came out that my mother had an affair, and she never told my father, who left when we were little. Then I found the genetic tests when I was a teenager and pieced it together with information from her diary. She’d written about it in deliberately vague terms, but I knew she carried a lot of guilt with her. It was a relief to find out why my father left and her part in it.”
“What did she write about the man who fathered Curtis?” I asked. “We have strict rules about that sort of conduct. Should a child be born with lycanthropy, or what you’re calling full-blown CLS, it’s the responsibility of the werewol
