Siblings. Did she have any of those? There was the faintest memory of being in a house with other children when she was little--no, houses. Plural. But she couldn't quite grasp the whole story there.

Carnivorous topiaries? Marie glanced at the house next door, taking note of the plants that had been trimmed and did seem a bit... menacing. But carnivorous? It was a weird thing to say, she knew that, but she didn't find the idea itself all that odd. Didn't all homes have defenses in the flora?

"Noted," she said with a nod, stepping carefully out of the soiled area in front of the window and back onto the grass. "Though for the record, I'm only interested in the empty houses. And I'm not casing them."