An hour later, Oliver said goodbye to his cousins after walking them to Melanie's car and returned inside. He mounted the stairs, wondering where everyone was, and opened his parents' bedroom door. His mother was lying in bed watching TV, and snuggled up to her, his daughter was dozing off.
Alice's face made it as simple as possible for her son to feel her wrath.
"I'm simply thinking about it," he preempted.
"I don't want to discuss it now. My granddaughter is resting."
He bobbed his head, feeling like the selfish bastard his sister made him to be. "Where's Ellie?"
"She left."
"When?"
"Jason picked her up twenty minutes ago."
"Oh... she could've at least said goodbye to Melanie and Julie."
"She was upset. I'm sure they won't hold it against her."
"Why was she upset?"
"She and Ja
