Mable shrugged, her smile falling weaker.  She was glad it was dark, and hopefully Edward couldn't see.

"I wasn't really me when I was just a baby.  I was - well, just a baby.  And I guess my mom couldn't take care of me, or didn't want to, so she left me with that boy's mom and dad.  But then his mom left too.  He always told me we shared a dad, since our eyes were the same as his, but I never really knew for sure."  She shrugged again.

"Getting married would be nice, though, don't you think?  I bet you'd have a pretty wife that hates kids just like you do, and she'd be a pirate with us.  But she'd have to be below me!  You already promised I'd be first mate."