Transplanted Life
Monday, January 03, 2005
The family thing
Not quite "break out the bikini" nice, obviously, but it's Boston in January; we'll take what we can get.

Telly's moved into his place. It's not quite a rathole, but I liked my first place in Worcester better, and that was on the wrong side of Highland. Telly made some comment about maybe spending more time at my place. Not sure I'm comfortable with that.

I mean, the past year and a half, this is the first person I've met who knew Michelle, the original Michelle. Kate and Jen and everyone else at BioSoft, they briefly knew Alexei in her body. Dmitri, from what I gather, didn't get to know her on purpose, in case he lost his nerve.

A year ago, I'd have probably pretended to be her, or panicked because I couldn't. I wonder what that would have been like.

I called my mom today, talking to her about this whole Telly thing. Carlos has checked him out, and he is who he says he is or someone has built up an amazing fake history. Anyway, I had to call my mother; I felt bad, guilty even, having this other family member. Like spending time with Telly invalidates my relationship with her. She's having the same issue; she's been showing the other grandparents in her neighborhood pictures of Little Marty, but has a hard time getting her mind around the idea that her grandson's father isn't really her son, except biologically.

Well, time to knock off; getting today off for New Year's was cool, but they're going to want me to work tomorrow.

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