“You are lucky your father is such a loyal man,” Gloriana said, as we watched the men stroll onto the stage. “I think my father would have been much happier had I been a man, or if I had never been.” She looked off into a corner of the room as she spoke. “Jackson never seemed to care what kind of child we ended up with. He was excited the entire time leading up to your birth.”
“He is a good father,” I said, but I wondered if he truly was. Why would he take me from my mother and then agree to have her erased from his memory?
As if to make sure I was referring to my father and not hers, Gloriana said, “Jackson is good.” I watched as she blinked her eyes a few times, before focusing on the area of the curtain all the men had just walked through. “We should wait there. I am sure you will be
