Accursed Bluntness

“Before you get into anything,” I began, “I have one for you: what are your names?” The explanation: she was Lily, he was Ezra, & they were twins. I nodded, loving my intuition at that particular moment.
“How are you involved with the Resistance?” Ezra asked.
“I was Patrick Lansing’s right hand man for a spell. I helped him in a few schemes, & he offered me a room for a while. After a while, I felt I wasn’t doing enough, so I struck out on my own, reporting back to Pat every once in a while.”
“We’ve been living with him for a while, ” Ezra said. Lily got this odd look in her eye.
Ignoring it, I exclaimed, “Oh!” Then I bluntly asked, “So how’s Pat been these days?” A single tear rolled down Lily’s cheek as she gave a cry & lunged for her brother. Ezra the explained that they’d been captured, as had Pat, & in the end met his finis at the hands of the Premiere.
An odd mournful rage welled up inside me after his words.
I shook my head, for once in my life at a loss for words, as Ezra comforted his sister.

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