Questions

The phone rang no sooner than I woke up to get ready to go to the gym. I knew it was my sister before I even looked at the phone. Sure enough, it was my sister. I picked it up and said hello.

. “Why are you just getting up? "I’m at the gym waiting for you,” Nigel said in a sarcastic tone in her voice.

“Oh, I don’t know because I have jet lag, and I was still working up till midnight last night. "Plus, if you give me a few minutes, I will hop in the shower and head your way,” I said, annoyed.

"That's fine, but you had better get here fast. "I won't be waiting for you all day. "I have a house showing in about two hours,” Nigel informed me.

“Okay, I will be there at ten. Bye”

I hung up the phone and went into the shower. I got out of the reed, hoping the door would open. I saw another note taped to my door, grabbed it, and headed toward it, telling myself I would read it. I got it. I got to the saw and saw my sister talking to us. Then they saw me and waved me over.

“About time you got here, while laughing. "This is my new friend James, and he is a new trainer here at the gym,” she tells me.

I say hello and roll my eyes at my sister, knowing that she is trying to hook up with him. God knows I love my sister, but she is a walking, talking horn dog.

“Let's get going so we can get something to eat, and I can go home to get some stuff done before I meet you at Mom’s house,” I told her.

We both walked into the gym to start our workout. I noticed that James didn’t follow us. I thought that was strange since he was supposed to work here. I just waved it off in my head and went on with my workout. I looked at my sister; she seemed to be off in her little world today. She wasn’t as talkative as she normally is. I wondered if everything was going okay with her business. My sister, Nigel, sells real estate and does good for herself. I figured she would tell me if her business wasn’t doing well, or Mom would tell me. So I figured I would ask her once we get done with the gym and before she runs off. We finished up the work, and I asked her to take a seat.

“Nigel, is everything going well for you and your business?” I asked.

“Yeah, my business is getting better. "Why are you asking me that?” she replied. “Well, I noticed that you weren’t yourself today. "You usually talk my ear off when we are at the gym, but today you hardly said a word,” I told her.

“Sorry, I have a lot on my mind and have been trying to figure things out.”  “Okay, just know that I am here for you when you are ready.”

“I know. I just need a little more time before I talk.”

“Okay, I do understand I have a lot going on as well.”

“We will talk more later, sis. I have to run, get cleaned up, and then go show this house. I will see you in the morning.”

Then she just got up and walked off without giving me a chance to say bye. Now I know she is acting weird. With everything going on at work and now this with my sister on top of having these notes popping up out of nowhere. So I grabbed my stuff and headed to my car. Heading home to get another shower and get some work done before getting ready to go to Mom’s house for dinner and to get some answers.

I may not be able to help my sister just now, but I can at least try to get answers about my past. I get home and go straight to the shower and take a nice, long, hot shower. I can feel my muscles start to relax. Once done, I fixed a small snack and grabbed my laptop to start doing some work and thinking of a new spin on my article. I know I’m going to Salem to do a travel piece on the witch trials for people who are into that. But after that, I’m not sure where to go. I figured I would come up with a game plan for my Salem trip. Figure out what places I would check out while I was there. Then I can always come up with something else for later. That way, I don’t try to overdo it. But damn, I can’t think straight at the moment. Then I remembered I had another note to read. So I go to my purse and pull the other note out. It looks like the first one, so I unfold it and begin to read.

“You're not moving fast enough to find out who you truly are. You are running out of time, and soon it will be too late. You'd better start looking into your past. "Here's a hint: your mother isn’t dead, and you have a real brother out there who is looking for you.”

I was shocked by what I just read. There is no way my mother is still alive, and I have a brother. Wouldn’t my adopted mom have told me all of this? So I got up and got ready to head over to my mom’s house. I need to start getting answers. So I headed over much earlier than needed to, but I needed her to talk to me about what these notes meant and if she knew anything. Plus, I need to know why she didn’t tell me more about my past already. Why didn’t she explain things to me? I'm not her adopted daughter. Is my mother alive? Did she know all this, and why would she keep it from me? I can’t believe she would keep secrets from me. I just don’t understand any of this. I knew I was working myself up, but I just couldn’t help it. It didn’t take long to get to my mom’s house or the woman I saw as my mother for all this time. Now I wasn’t so sure if I could trust her if she was keeping secrets from me. I walked into the house, and there I was sitting on the couch reading a book. She looked shocked to see me here already.

“Ginger, I wasn't expecting you so early,” Mom said.

“I know, Mom, but we need to talk,” I replied.

“What do you want to talk about, honey?”

“Mom, I have some questions about my past.”

“What kind of questions?”

“Well, I’m not sure exactly what I need to ask. But I have received some notes saying I need to learn about myself before it's too late. On top of all that, the notes state that my real mother is still alive and I have a brother. That my father is looking for me.”

“Oh dear, I was afraid something like this would happen.”

“What do you mean by that, Mom?”

“I was hoping to tell you when the time was right, but then I started to chicken out. I have been trying to tell you since you were eighteen. But I could never come up with a good way to tell you.”

“I don’t understand. Is my mom still alive? "Do I have a brother, and is my father looking for me?”

“Those are good questions and ones I will answer, but first, there are things I need to tell you before I answer them.”

“Okay, not sure what to think. But go on.”

“As you know, I was your mother's best friend, but there were things she asked me to do, and I did, and now I see I will have to do the other things she said I would have to do when the time came. I just want you to know that I have loved you since you were born and raised you like my own. I would do it all again for your mother and you.”

“You're scaring me, Mom.”

“I don’t know what I mean to scare you. I just need you to understand I did this because your mother asked me to. Plus, because I love you like my own daughter. So to answer your question, yes, your mother is still alive but in hiding. She asked me to help fake her death and to take her in. "I changed your name to my last name and made people believe I adopted you when you were two. "I cast a spell so you won’t remember anything except what I told you to be fact." She looks at me, worried about how I will react to all of this.

“That is a lot to take in, but I'm okay. Please go on.”

“Well, your mother and I faked her car accident, and I took you in and put a spell on you. See your part of a world that is hiding from humans. Most can’t accept that supernatural races are real. I’m a witch, and so is Nigel. Your mother was a black panther, and your father is Fay. You took after your mother, and your brother took after your father. But we have suspected that you also may hold some of the Fay power.

Your father is a high-fat person, so he can't stay in this world for long. Your mother at the time was an Alpha female for her pack and was getting ready to rule the pack until your uncle and cousin on your mother’s side tried to take over. When they found that it wasn’t going to be easy, they started killing off the pack. They got help from Medusa. She started turning her people into stone until the rest agreed to follow their Uncle and Cousin as their leader. Your mother was able to escape, and your father and mother agreed to separate you guys to ensure that at least one of you would survive. When your uncle and cousin realized that she had escaped with her children, they started hunting for you. Not knowing that I was able to hide from them and that your brother was safe with Fay.”

I was just sitting there with my mouth on the floor, with the story she told. Part of me thought she had lost her mind, yet I also couldn’t help but think she was telling me the truth. I didn’t know what to say or do. I just knew I still had a few questions, and I wasn’t sure how to ask them or if I wanted to know the answer to them.

“Why didn’t we all just go to the Fay world where my father was? Where is my mother now? "Why haven’t I ever met my father?” I just threw out these questions like word vomit.

“Your father wasn’t sure if it would be safe for all of you there, since some of the Fay don’t like other supernatural creatures. Plus, you were showing signs of being a black panther and not showing signs of being Fay. Mind you that you and your brother are twins. Your mother checks in with me from time to time just to let me know she is still alive and to check on you. She doesn’t tell me where she is because she wants us all to be safe. "I need to tell you a lot more, but I want you to rest a minute and take in all that I have told you.” Then she got up to go make us a cup of tea, and the door flew open and in walked Nigel like she was on a mission.