Sister
They found us in the trash bin behind a Circle K in Spokane. No one knows who put us there. We were sisters … twins. I still have scars on my neck where the rats tried to eat me. I lived. Sister didn’t.
No one knows that I know this. The Hearts don’t even know about it. They think my father died in a police action overseas and my mother in a hit and run accident. That’s what they told me anyway.
I was a few hours old when the Circle K clerk found me in the trash. I was nine months old when the Hearts adopted me.
I shouldn’t know these things, but I do.
Sister told me.
She tells me a lot of things.
She says I stole her body. Maybe I did, I don’t remember. She says she does. Sister remembers everything.
Mamma is a hooker on 83rd and Frey -
We saw her standing ther
