Sun Mote Copse from the heart

Eljay's admission was met with an understanding nod. Weejay was nothing if not empathetic -- and the same stroke of tough fate that hounded her dad, had struck her too. 

Having lived it, she understood. She more than understood -- and like her father wished it was some other way. It'll get better. Weejay said, spoken with certainty whether it was true or not. To fear otherwise went against her very grain of existence. Someday things would be better. 

Falling in step along her father Weejay gave a curt nod at his agreement to fish. As they walked down to the river the inevitable came up -- the very topic Weejay had repressed and somehow avoided. @Elfie. 

She missed him terribly. She wanted to understand why he had left, free of judgment -- but all she felt was an ugly pit of something cold in her stomach. She missed her big brother that she adored, idolized, and looked up to more than words could possibly adequately sum up. Soldiering through all of her muddied emotions, Weejay gave a sparse smile that barely hid how she truly felt. Yeah, I miss him. More than missed -- she keenly felt his absence. Do you think we can visit him soon?