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Because I fucked things up but good here, and you should all know. I had lunch with my father yesterday in New York. He decided that now would be a good time for me to be properly introduced to my uncle Gideon. I'm not the only person who somehow wound up with a new last name still related to the first. Faraday, fore-day - Morrow. Get it?

I didn't wind up at Mistra by accident. It was intentional. My family thought it was a good way to produce the type of person they wanted. My father thinks it was a success and I need to get over my resentment. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger and all that.

The Social Darwinism I remember from my childhood is real. I'm not sure what else is. Saul was sitting there telling me these things and still insisting that what I remember about how I left Alaska is wrong. Makes me think that there must be something wrong with my memory, because why lie at that point? I don't know what to think about that.

Gideon told Mistra where my wife and son were. Another test. If it had been the right time, they would have survived, he said. Saul said sacrifices had to be made.

I think I hate my family. Quite a bit.