“She’s gone,” Reed whispered. Skylar could feel his heart break at the sight of his brother. Reed was downing his sorrows in beer and he was only sixteen. It wasn’t that Skylar cared about the law and underage drinking; it was just that Reed never drank an ounce of alcohol even when they’ve been to numerous parties.
Skylar patted his back. He didn’t know what to do. When it came to comforting a sibling- or anyone for that matter-, Austin and Reed were the ones who usually did that. Skylar tended to just stand in the corner and watch as his two brothers coax the person until she/he stopped crying.
“I’m sorry, Reed,” Skylar stated, “But maybe there were things that Mia couldn’t just dealt with.”
Skylar noticed him tense and he knew that he said the wrong things. He never understood Mia an
