“What’s happening Maddie? Where are mom and dad?”
He looked up at her with tears in his eyes, and Maddie felt her own eyes burn for her little brother’s sake. She couldn’t answer him, couldn’t even begin to explain what was going on, but she has a sneaking suspicion now that the women sitting down and watching them did. So she turned, wrapping her arms around Buck from the back to keep him close, and eyes them. “Okay, what the hell is going on?” That language probably isn’t the best, actually it was pretty PG compared to what she could have used, but they deserved to know why their parents have suddenly seemed to disappear off the face of the earth.
“Maddie, Buck, Margaret and Phillip Buckley, your mom and dad, they aren’t your real parents.”
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