When the world went to hell, I, like everyone else, made mistakes, I fought hard, I suffered losses, and I never claimed to be a saint, but I did what my heart told me, all along.
I don’t know what troubles we’ll face in the upcoming years or how long it will be before some communities fight with others and brothers turn on brothers. We’re only human. I hope for the best but know that life is difficult.
My beautiful, brilliant daughter, Hannah, will go out one day to search for whatever she is looking for. I’ll cry. She’s fifteen and will eventually be of age to find a young man, yet that could be catastrophic for us all, something we dread.
I fear that one day I’ll never see her again, either on this side or on the other.
Only four of us know the truth: Kim, Len, George, and I. I think Julia suspects my secret, but she doesn’t ask.
I cursed Dr. Henry Diamond and his hybrid creatures. I killed some and in my hypocrisy, I befriended one in John Ponce. I, also, two years ago, with grim determination, used a scalpel stolen from my brother to remove all the traces of a number on my daughter’s neck.
Hannah was hybrid number 22.
She has been my secret for three years, and she’ll be set free on the earth to find what she was meant to be or to do. Whatever comes of this, I accept.
George has always said every person has the right to live or die on his own terms, that we are due respect for our choices. It may not be the same, but I think George understands my choice.
And to let go of the monster I protected all of this time; that’s very simple.
It’s my terms.
-Fort Worth 2013
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