It was a week before my eighteenth birthday when the strangeness started. I received a letter from my dead mother asking me to return to Mist City, Florida. I ignored it as one of the school bullies giving me trouble about only having my fathers.
Yes, I said fathers. My birth father is bisexual and married my step father when I was eleven. That was shortly after we left Mist City. I love them both, but I admit I wish I could remember my mother.
I was two years old when she was killed in an arson which targeted our property. We never learned why our car was the target of how it had spread to the house so quickly. There were no remains of our home nor our car when our dad and I were said to have returned to the house.
My name is Todd Vladimir O’Harris and this is how I learned the truth behind my family.
