Sawyer looked away from his sister.
He didn’t want to talk about the things she had just opened up about and he felt a little guilty about that but he wasn’t used to her being so optimistic and he didn’t want to say something that might ruin that for her.
He picked at a rip in the knee of his jeans for a while absentmindedly but when they were still alone a few minutes later the silence was too awkward to say nothing.
“I hope you know that Jonas didn’t send that message to you. I spoke to Elizabeth about it and we think it was Linnea but we can’t communicate with her well enough to talk to her about it and I think it would be better coming from her father, anyway.”
“We had figured that out, thank you. We don’t know what to say to her, or how to handle this. That’s part of what we need
