Whatever his reason for being so nice to her, Lindsey's charm seemed to be effective at putting the child to ease. Or, something close to it, given the circumstances. She turned her eyes back to the man--Lindsey--regarding him steadily and with rapt attention. At the mention of the year '2005', already wide brown eyes turned downright saucer-like.
Well, that certainly explained a lot.
Casting her eyes down again, she swallowed hard, attempting to process the information she had just been given.
Finally, she addressed him again, forcing an uncomfortable smile. "I'm afraid you're mistaken sir," she managed, giving a little nervous giggle. "I don't recall bein' in trouble with th'law."
Then the questions began.
"How did I come t'be here? Where's me mam? An' Liam--me brother--is 'e here, too? Are we in Ireland, still?"