Charity
“How has Drew been handling it?" Denise asks as we sit on her screened-in porch. I have my laptop with me because I truly intended to work, but now that we're talking, I'm not sure I can concentrate on what I need to. “He doesn't talk to me. Not about this, and I won't ask Liam. I don't want to break any of the trust they have in each other. If I do get up the courage to ask Drew, he just smiles and says there's nothing for me to worry about. Which pisses me off. Of course there's s**t for me to worry about."
Mandy has been the only person I've really been able to discuss things with, and even then I haven't told her much. I don't want her to get involved, and there's no way for me to know what Dalton's told her.
“Not great," I admit. “He's not sleeping well, he's having dreams,
