My mother was murdered by hunters. [ She says it matter-of-fact-ly, like she's said it enough times for it to stop hurting but it does, every time. ]

I would think he does, he seems like the kind that keeps his ear to the ground or whatever. [ She watches him as he squints against the sunlight, pushing her own sunglasses more securely on her face.]

That would be why my father sent me and my brother here. To be protected.