Heron Lake Plateau Speak of the not devil.

Finley was completely lost on how to respond to the comment her goddaughter made. Were they okay? Honestly? No. She was still pissed off and frustrated with the situation. And for Towhee to just drop by and ask if they were okay without doing anything to try to make it okay was even more icing on a cake that was pretty much just frosting. She glanced sidelong at Elwood, wordlessly asking him to be the one to respond. She could think of nothing but the sting, and the hurt drove only bitter sarcasm to her tongue.