Your mom recently married another woman, Kate, but you didn't care about that, you cared about the fact there was another person in the house and it annoyed your little six-year-old brain.

So you were left to spy on her as she sat on the couch. Kate knew you were there but continued typing away on her computer. She couldn't help but smile a little at you trying to sneak up on her, she was a CIA agent, not like you or your mom knew. You couldn't sneak up on the woman if you tried.

You snuck around the corner quietly, tiptoeing around. She took a sip of her coffee and glanced at you then to her work.