[ WP ] While at work you overhear a co-worker talking about her parents . This causes you come to a rather shocking realization . You do n't ever remember having parents .

I waited until Lucy had finished her story and the others had left the break room before striking up a casual conversation, which was, unbeknownst to her, a dull preamble to the question that had been nagging at me since she had started talking. 
 
 `` What is a Mother?''. I slipped it in whilst filling my plastic cup with water from the cooler. She looked surprised, and guilty. Like a child with her hand in the sweet drawer. `` Something you said just then, about a Mother who you knew when you were younger. Is it like a pet?'' 
 
 `` Ummmm yes, yes that's exactly what it is!'' Lucy replied, unconvincingly. `` It's a type of dog. Big, furry, y'know?''. She scurried away back to her workstation and started clicking frantically on her keyboard. 
 
 An internet search pulled back nothing for the word, I was just redirected to various adverts for holiday resorts and insurance policies. I would usually just let it go, but an odd feeling came over me. It was like the fading image of a dream, a word on the tip of your tongue. My head throbbed as I sat there, pushing myself to recall the meaning of that word. Mother. 
 
 2 men in white suits approached Lucy's desk and after a short discussion, escorted her out of the office. With one last look back at me, she was gone. The rest of the afternoon passed and Lucy did not return. On my way out I stopped by her desk, pretending to look through her in-tray for a file. A white envelope poked out from beneath her keyboard, my name scribbled on it. I deftly slid it from the desk and into my pocket. 
 
 Once I was clear of the office and hallway to my car, I tore the envelope open and read the note that Lucy had left me. 
 
 IT'S ALL FOR YOU. DO N'T QUESTION THE PAST. 
 
 My heart thudded out of my chest. I felt like I was being watched, so put my head down and made my way quickly to the parking lot. I was home within 20 minutes, had changed and made food within the hour. I tried to put the events of the day out of my mind and focus on other things; I watched tv for a while, read an article about global warming, and fed my fish. 
 
 I started to get tired so made my way to the bedroom and settled into my pod. I plugged the wires into the node in my arm and fell straight to sleep. 
 
 I woke up at 8am prompt and made my way to work. Lucy gave me an odd look as I sat down. She looked guilty, like a child caught with it's hand in the sweet drawer. A strange feeling crept over me like there was something I should remember.
