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It was too much for a six-year-old to understand

That my mother was raped

That I was the product of that rape

And that trauma caused her to develop Dissociative Identity Disorder

At the tiht so her flip so quickly, her saying she hatedme extra meatballs, I knew I had two different moms One who knew the truth and the other who didn’t It was one of the real reasons why she didn’t abort ave me up for adoption There was part of her that loved h to kill me…and the part that loved me often lost

It was only a year later that I went to Wyatt and Dona’s birthday party For soht and broke —the next et my parents to lovejustice to soI did was for the greater good Putting an end to the reign of terror that was the Callahan Faood I could do for humanity

Lie if I had to

Cheat if I had to

Steal if I had to… Kill…if I had to

And it would all be justified

The ood Every person I had killed before was evil and cruel and deserving of death They were also stepping stones to the Callahans After they were gone, I would take over all of it, and with their infrastructure, build anew All the poould be mine and mine alone

That was how this world was going to remember my name

Everything was planned

But in every plan, there are so , no matter how much we prepared

“Mommy?”