Meanwhile, a few days earlier. I'd been hanging with Daddy at the estate lately. Daddy wasn't just staying in — he was hiding down in the basement, messing with something. First time I ever knew we had a basement this big. There were all these glass walls, and a giant screen in the middle. Daddy was talking to some people, and I heard him call it a quantum computer. The screen was covered in numbers. Looking at it gave me a headache. Daddy used tools to make things that looked like hands and feet. I thought it was creepy. But Daddy kept saying to those cold metal pieces: "Vivienne, wait for me." I looked all around. Didn't look like Mommy to me. Not even close. Daddy's being silly. Hmm. Now I miss Mommy again. At least before I could look at Mommy's body and her photo. Now I ca

