Jack of Harts

Natalie was a good girl. Still is, if I’m being honest. I think. I’ve never asked her why she chose the personality she did when she was born. Louis was a Martian. Why not pick a more Martian body and personality? Not that there’s any one of them, of course. But…Natalie never was anything you’d expect of a Martian. It’s hard to describe her. Maybe a bit Russian? Hard. Cold. Watchful. She worked with me for a while after Louis died. She dropped her guard around me, and I saw the person underneath. What was she like? I can’t say as I really know. Even now. She is a mystery wrapped in an enigma that I have never been able to unwrap. I wonder sometimes if that’s why she really left.

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