Двадцять сім 27: Lost family

[motheringnation]

[Brother was still gone. And it still hurt. Because that ...thing, accent-less, America praising...thing, was not him. He hadn't even gotten all awkward when she brought him a sunflower. Or tried to make her stay over for a few days.

She never thought she'd miss being tricked into spending a weekend at his house.

But life goes on, and so does she.

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C

[ghastlyinnghost]

Hmmmhmm... is something wrong?

[motheringnation]

[Looking over. Oh...hey not!daughter....]

Ah....just thinking too much I suppose.

[ghastlyinnghost]

Oh, thinking? I like to think a lot, too! What about, though, hmm?

[motheringnation]

....My brother.

[ghastlyinnghost]

Hmm? Your brother? Did something happen?

[motheringnation]

Th-the town turned him into a drone....