Annalise takes in a breath, wrapping her arms around her knees and laying her head on her knee caps, head tilted to face him. "Well, there's not much special to mention. No brothers or sisters. A cousin who lived with us after her family died of some illness. That happened when I was very, very young. Mostly it was just the two of us and my mother and father."
She can still see their faces, though they keep growing more blurred as the years go by. There are some memories that are crystal clear in her mind still, while others she sees as if through a fog, or a giant cloud of smoke.
"They were killed shortly before Brenton's parents, weren't they?" The soft words bring her out of her memories. It isn't intended as a cruel reminder, but any reminder is cruel, sends a slight pang to her hear
