David.
She was quiet as I led her by hand to speak to her birth parents for the first time in years. Her fingers clutched at mine, the skin on her palm slick with sweat. Yet she was cold. She was shivering all over as if she was getting a chill.
“Mr and Mrs Jones I'm so glad you could make it on such short notice” I reached the couple with a wide smile on my face if they thought it was strange that they had been invited to the big bosses celebrations they were to polite to say it.
“It’s a pleasure Mr Llewlleyn” Her fathers' voice was jovial, but his wife barely smiled. She looked up at me with her daughter's eyes and if I didn’t know better I would have said there was a mixture of fear and something else in them.
Fear and hatred.
Even with her mind wiped, she somehow still remembe
