"So do they. Almost everyone they talk to is at least old enough to be a parent." Greg nodded, watching the girls sign between each other. "Reina's deaf. I don't know if Drew mentioned that. Fi'll probably speak for her, unless you know signs. She's good about telling the truth, though- it shouldn't be a problem."
Finishing off their quick little conversation, the girls looked around, obviously interested in the wide open space; they'd lived in cities most their lives, only seeing Central Park, or the occasional beach. The idea of a ranch was almost as exciting to them, as the prospect of seeing the ponies. "We wantsa see your ranch! We's never been in a big outside like this 'fore!"