"I think my Ma and--" she couldn't remember what she called her step-father, but she could remember his eyes. Only Ma's name remained. "--and her husband did different things. I know Ma was a mason. She worked with stone." She nodded, confident.
Flashes of children swarmed her mind, smiling and laughing and running. Hmm, a hum, gentle and with a tone of thought, rumbled from her throat. "I have--had--two siblings. All younger. The youngest are--were--twins," She didn't know what tense to use when speaking of her family, and that made the warmth she had felt in her breast initially start to run cold, "--one boy, and one girl. Just barely adults, now."