Yulia was deep in thought as she sat staring out of the bus window, her eyes not seeing the buildings flashing past as the vehicle carried her towards home. It had been a good day; all her children had been stable and engaged nicely with their activities, and she had gotten on well with the other staff members, albeit superficially. They had been friendly but distant ever since the court case and her ordeal had become common knowledge.
That wasn’t what she was thinking about though, she was thinking about Lance, and how quiet he had been over the past couple of days. He had told her that he had been to visit his parents, and how his father was struggling with the changes brought about by the discovery of their species. It sounded to her like he was having a n
