LOREN
Well, at least Phoebe’s answer was one Loren knew the answer to. ”Roana could. Remi could. I could. No one blames you, or anyone else with the blight.” They were sick, in their minds and bodies, and no one would hold that against them. Of course, he was still half convinced the healer’s damsel in distress act was a trick.
However, the more she spoke, the less convinced he became. She was far more lucid, and each passing moment without an outburst was making him more and more inclined to believe her wild claim that the Roses had indeed done their job. Still, he wasn’t going to take her word at face value. ”Prove it.” It was probably an impossible task, but he needed to be certain.
However, the more she spoke, the less convinced he became. She was far more lucid, and each passing moment without an outburst was making him more and more inclined to believe her wild claim that the Roses had indeed done their job. Still, he wasn’t going to take her word at face value. ”Prove it.” It was probably an impossible task, but he needed to be certain.
But don’t be weary if it’s broken
Families are like that—
they’re split up and always torn.
