Toledo Blue…17

“Okay, so my parents, the people who raised me, aren’t my parents?  I wasn’t born in a car on the side of a road and named because my FATHER said, “Holy Toledo,” right?”

“They aren’t your birth parents but they are unaware of that fact.  A spell was cast over them and they believed the story completely.  The woman did have a child in the car, on the side of the road, but you were switched with that baby and they never knew the difference.  Neither did you.  That was the plan from the start, once everything fell apart.”

“That can’t be true.”

“It is.”


“Your mother was dead. Your father couldn’t raise you.  That was the next best thing.”

“I hate you.”

“No you don’t, you’re just angry.”

“They aren’t my parents?”


“They don’t know they aren’t my parents?”


“I was kidding when I said I never knew my mother or father.  I thought we were playing one of your stupid role playing games.”

“I know.”

“I’ve been their daughter for all those years.”

“We know.”


“Those of us who were part of the plan.”

“I want to kill you so much,” she hissed.

“It won’t solve anything.”

“Not for you, maybe.”

“You should talk to your real father.”

“Mark Blue IS my real father.  And, where is THEIR KID?”

“Their daughter was put into an expensive school in Paris, where she has been raised and educated.  She is currently working in an Art Gallery and doing very well.  She’s happy.”

“I’m going home to change.  Then I’m going to hunt a few vamps for fun, then I’m going to think about how to kill everyone who knows about this stupid plan, then I’m going to do something nice for my PARENTS, who have no idea what kind of a person their FAKE daughter truly is.”

“There’s a car waiting for you down stairs and here’s your father address,” he said, handing her a card.

She grabbed the card, turned, and left.

Vince put the phone to his ear.  “She knows, she’ll be there soon,” he said, and disconnected.


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2 Responses to Toledo Blue…17

  1. Resa says:

    Great twists of fates!

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