She exhales, her gaze drifting momentarily as she tries to figure out where to start. She starts to take steps backwards, leading them to the expansive couch that sits near the middle of the room.
"You're from Caulfield so you know about your mother. But did you know that Isabelle's mother also survived the crash?"
Not, notably, Max and Isabelle's mom. Just Isabelle's.
"They got taken in by a farm foreman, Bronson. And they lived with him for a little while, before the military got to them."
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She exhales, her gaze drifting momentarily as she tries to figure out where to start. She starts to take steps backwards, leading them to the expansive couch that sits near the middle of the room.
"You're from Caulfield so you know about your mother. But did you know that Isabelle's mother also survived the crash?"
Not, notably, Max and Isabelle's mom. Just Isabelle's.
"They got taken in by a farm foreman, Bronson. And they lived with him for a little while, before the military got to them."