I see a frown cross Tate’s face as he quickly stands, and he is dragging his hand through his hair. He looks anxious.
“Tate?” I ask.
“We need to go to Lachlan’s” he says. “Vi, please don’t panic. But..” he begins.
“Hattie isn’t at home is she?” I said. I know this instinctively. We are in trouble.
He closes his eyes and shakes his head. “She has gone to town to get her nails done and pick a few things up. Devin is at home with Lach. He is expecting her home soon.”
I don’t think she is coming home. “We need to go to town”, I tell him. “Lachlan needs to go to the nail place. Be there to meet her.” I say with urgency.
“He is already sending his Dad and hers too. He is staying home with Devin and waiting to speak with us. So we need to go.” Tate tells me, taking my hand.
Well I gue
