"Mommy and Daddy are- they're-!" He couldn't say it. "And I don't have a sister!"
Reed and Sue were dead. The images came flashing by. His parents, and their funeral. But that didn't quite fit. The Franklin in the images (which Lyta would also be able to see) is much older. And there is a girl standing next to him. She looks like Sue, a little bit. And a little bit like Reed. Even at such a tender age as four, Franklin can connect the dots.
"W-who...?"
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