"We didn't want to believe it," Ma said, her voice somewhat brittle. "There's time travel, different dimensions - they could've even been abducted to space, for all we knew. We wouldn't - couldn't accept it, so we've just been...we've been leaving it to hope," said Martha, putting a tray of glasses and a pitcher of lemonade on the table. Then she stood there, next to Pa, reaching for his hand, unconsciously.

She had a feeling They both would need support for the answer to the questions she asked next.

"What happened to him? Is he alright?"