Lucas gave another smile. "I'm very sorry, Ms. Greywick." He stepped back, motioning inside. "You're welcome inside, we have lemonade we would be happy to share, and a bucket of buffalo chicken wings that my daughter ordered from Sonic." He offered kindly.
River laid on her bed in her room, Trodaire laying on the floor by her, her phone playing music beside her. "Wasn't in my right mind, yeah, yeah, reach out for me like a lifeline, I've been with you so long it feel like a lifetime, so connected to you that I could be your WiFi. Oh, it's a fight, left hook, right cross, just hit right!" Her voice mingled with the music, her foot bouncing slightly. The sound of people talking outside her closed door hardly registering in her mind.