“So what is life about now?’ I asked.
“Looking.” Said Mary Ann.
“For?” I wasn’t sure what she meant.
“I’m not sure,” she said, echoing my thoughts, “but when I find it I’ll know.”
“So now…” I started.
“We talk about Mum,” Mary Ann interjected, “I have made you wait too long already.”
I smiled and said nothing.
“There's no easy way to say this so I will just say it. Mum has been working for a government agency as a sort of free lance, um… spy.” Mary Ann said.
“A spy?” I said, shocked.
“Sort of,” Mary Ann repeated, “you will have to ask her what it really involves, I don’t know.”
“Shit.” I was stunned.
“But now,” Mary Ann continued as if I had not said anything, “the whole deal is coming to a head. You know about the Major?”
“Wendy’s Dad,” I said, “yes I met him once, is he still
