Kat chuckled softly at his anger. "No, it's okay. I love what I'm doing. But it's hardly life changing for anyone," she said and stroked back her thick hair. She guessed it was the one good thing she had gotten from him. A part of her felt cheated. If they hadn't come after him, her life would have been different. All the what ifs that kept her up at night. "I grew up like him." She averted her eyes and stared at the mail box on the corner of the street. What a completely pointless object. "I mean I was adopted. I've only found out recently that I wasn't who I thought I was."