I answered it. There was a skinny man there, tall but very thin and he asked if I was Mrs. Martin. I said yes and he said "This is revenge". I seem to...recall a glass bottle in his hand as he swung it around and the next thing I knew was this cold liquid on my face. Then it started to burn and I could smell it. I knew it was acid. He ran as soon as the stuff hit my face. I think I had closed my eyes instinctively. I felt my way back in here and tried to find a cloth to wipe it off, but then some. A shiver of heated anticipation rolled through her body, resonating deep inside. Her hands shook and the deep red wine in her glass sloshed up the sides, clinging there, then slowly sliding down. She was just like that, in a way. Constantly dripping, and trying to cling to sanity as she felt herself being pulled down, slipping down into some crazy zone of wetness.She stared at the glass, and somehow it made her ache to see it only partially filled. She took another sip but the aching just. By that time they will be conditioned so they no longer remember ever having a son named Sandy. To them you will never have existed. You will be the child offered for adoption to them but you will never be able to tell them who you were before. You will remember, they will not," she said.I looked down, and said, "I'm glad you told me the truth while everything is still fresh in my mind. I'm sure there is going to be much rage and hate in me. It will be most difficult,?She smiled,?We will. No one should have known about her. Somehow I felt sure that Lucy at least knew about Shepard. At least she or Ameer had to see her leave my cabin in the middle of the night.Of course since Lucy saw her return to her cabin in the middle of the night, she would know. Like the old saying goes when a secret is known by another person it could not remain a secret. Since it was obvious that Lucy2 was second in command, Ameer wished to curry favor with her. I was pretty sure that they shared.