Tell me what to do

Rhythm remained seated like the strong pillar she had always been to her nieces, even through Shaye's words. She made mention of stealing alcohol, which was odd in itself. Surely if she had wanted some alcohol her sister would have given it up. That Shaye apologized to herself was alarming, but Rhythm still didn't have a clue. Had she released prisoners, fed the kill pile to a coyote pack?

Then Vail was there too, obviously distressed for her sister. Rhythm's guess of her being gone for more than a few days now seemed much more likely. She held Shaye tighter, finding herself more curious as the moments went on. What could she have done that would upset her so very much? "Shh, Shaye it's okay. We're here to help you fix things." She rocked her niece softly, ready to forgive anything.