"My Dove, I need you to pack a bag, some bags." She tells me. "For how long? Where are we going?" I ask. "I know this is unfortunate timing due to your ballet, but I'll be heading to Cairo, for business." I nod, waiting for her to continue. "And me?" I look at her. "You will be going to meet and join your father." She pauses before continuing to speak. "Bruce Wayne." "Excuse me?" I choke on my food due to the unexpected news. Bruce Wayne??? My father???