"Don't you think I know that?" Wanda snapped, then immediately regretted doing so. Tom wasn't trying to insinuate she didn't know the deaths of her own sons; he was only trying to understand and comfort. It must be confusing for him, having his girlfriend suddenly saying she thought some strangers were her kids somehow.
"I'm sorry," she apologized. "I'm just..." She stopped suddenly, dropping her gaze to the plate. "Tom, I've done things. Things I'm ashamed of. The deaths of my sons and then the separation from my husband... I was overwhelmed."
Wanda stopped once again. She knew Tom would be confused by what she was saying; she wasn't doing the best job of explaining what these things were. "I tried to bring my sons back," she finally said. "They were different from other children. They weren't conceived like other children. And I thought maybe, just maybe, I could bring them back somehow because of it. I didn't think it had worked... but now with those boys..."