Continued....
"She will be fine," I said assuringly, idiotically hoping that my assurance would lift her mood. She stared at me and then gave a wry smile.
"Yeah, she is tough," Scarlett muttered. "It's just that with Dad gone, I was the only person left and now I was gone as well. She already had a hard time adjusting to the fact that dad was dead. We both had,"
"How did your dad...you know," I asked, though somehow I didn't want to know the answer.
"Car accident," She answered silently, looking away as if reminiscing something. "Last winter,"
Oh no...
"What kind of accident?" I demanded and she turned her attention back to me. I wished dearly I could read what she was thinking. It seemed like she was sitting here with me but her mind was somewhere else altogether.
"The cops sa
