TRISTEN
He leaves the consoling to Axe.
Not that Grace is even allowing them to do much of it.
She insists that she’s fine.
That she needs to make lunch before the kids come back.
The dishes are unwashed and the pie she put in the oven is about to burn so she has no time to sit.
They were welcome to do whatever the hell they wanted and get out of her house when they were done.
But she has no time to entertain them with her moping.
Those had been her exact words.
And yet her gaze keeps drifting:
And every now and then her voice cracks and something slips from her hand and goes clattering to the floor.
But she refuses to cry.
She can’t afford to.
And Tristen more than anyone understands what that is like.
So he leaves her to it and allows Axe to be the one to attempt to get her
