That was...a lot. "Wow, that's...a lot to take in," Mary replied, shaking her head. Their whole lives were just a big piece of fiction? Or that was what Balthazar wanted them to think? No, it made sense that it was a distraction. "Pretty damn good distraction," she added after a moment. "Sometimes this place makes us think we live different lives too. Like a few months ago we went to the eighties and we all lived different lives from what our real ones were. It was...alarming to say the least."
Her parents. Mary swallowed and looked away from her son, eyes finding anything else to stare at in the room to avoid his own gaze. "I know, Dean," Mary replied softly. "It was the last thing that happened to me before I came to Madison Valley."