Chapter 83

• Shock. Horror. Confusion. All of it ran through me as I registered what Marek said. He was so angry that his accent was heavy. It took me a minute to one, realize he was speaking in English, and two what words he was saying. I did some mental math. If Bronya was twenty-nine at the time…then I was around eleven. Four years of that, I would have been fifteen. My eyes widened.
• “He…he was right…”
• “What?” Marek all but growled out.