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I drive past Sofie’s place, slowing down for a moment, and then I keep going when I see Hilary and Abby’s car in the driveway. She’d mentioned them coming and if I knew which end was up right now, I’d probably be stopping by to say hello, maybe see if they need any help with the horses…but I don’t know what the hell is going on and I feel like I’m drowning.
My phone rings and I glance at it, cursing when I see that it’s Sutton.
“Sorry I didn’t call you back,” I tell him.
“It’s okay. Just checking to see if I should head over there now and if you want me to bring anything.”
“I’ve gotta head out to the Doherty place. Don’t worry about me. You should enjoy your rare day off.”
“Why don’t you call me when you’re done out there? We can get a beer…”
I sigh, knowing he’s not gonna let up. I’m just glad he hasn’t told the rest of my siblings about anything yet, because if he had, they’d be bugging me too.
“All right,” I grumble.
“No updates on Sofie?”
“No.”
“I’ve been thinking about it and…I’m sure there’s a reasonable explanation. I just…I can’t believe she’d leave again. She’s happy here. She’s happy withyou,” Sutton says.
“I thought so,” I say. “I need to figure out what’s going on.”
“Have you asked her?” he says.
I pause for a few seconds. “No. We’ve been playing phone tag.”
“But you know for a fact that she’s gone…”
“Yes. She’s gone. Is she coming back? I don’t fucking know, okay? I know you’re all about thefactsand theevidence, but I’m just not up for this right now, Sutton!”
I rub my hand across my face, my jaw and shoulders both hurting with how tight they are.
“Okay,” Sutton says, his tone conciliatory even though we both know I’m the one being a jackass. “I’m just trying to figure out what we’re dealing with here, but I’ll back off. I’m sorry to push.”
“I don’t fuckingknowwhat we’re dealing with here,” I snap.
“Okay, okay. Call me later, yeah?”
“Yeah,” I say, hanging up.
I almost call him back as soon as our call is disconnected, but I don’t. We’re by no means perfect, but my brothers and I don’t talk to each other like I just did, and it doesn’t feel right doing it now, no matter how upset I am.
Instead, I do a voice-to-text message that’s direct.
Sorry.
A text comes back from him immediately.
Sutton
You don’t have to apologize. I love you. I’m here.
I groan, feeling even worse with how great he’s being.
Why haven’t I heard back from her yet? Or called her again myself?
I wish I fucking knew.
