Caught

She lay down next to me. It was an extremely erotic situation, but my mind was much too clouded with the new information it was processing.

"Your uncle knew about the whole process. He helped us craft the image of the past we wanted you to have. Did he really not say anything about what happened, even so many years after the accident?"

I shook my head. "He and I barely speak. We only ever make the sparsest of small talk at the dinner table."