was, shall we say, a bit of a disappointment to her
brilliant mother."
"Sort of what all of us are to our respective
mothers, real or otherwise," Mindy added, her words
dripping out of the corners of her mouth.
"This is still very confusing," Robin said. "Why
would Dr. Foreman have her own daughter, adopted
or otherwise, in this place?"
"You are thick." Gia said sharply.
I saw Robin's face show crimson, even through
her now deep tan. "I'm thick?" She started toward Gia,
her hands clenched into fists. "You want to see how
thick I am?"
"Stop it!" I cried at Robin. "Look, I'm not as
smart as you are. Gia. but I can see that ripping us
apart is what Dr. Foreman wants."
Gia relaxed her shoulders and looked at me and
then at Mindy. Then she sat on her cot.
"Probably." she admitted.
"Why?" Teal asked. The three of us were
around Gia and Mindy now.
"I don't know everything either. but I know she
doesn't want us to be strong, and if we all got along
and protected each other, it would be us against her." "Exactly," I said. Gia looked up at me. "She had
us tearing each other apart pretty good in there. It's
exactly what policemen like to do when they arrest
you and start to question you. They get you fighting
among yourselves and pretty soon someone gives
someone else away and it all falls apart."
"How come you know so much about all that?