Griffin sighed, shaking his head. “Do you need help hauling stuff out of here? I can go home and bring in a horse trailer.” My chin began to quiver. Tears welled. They might be mad, disappointed, but they were still my big brothers. And they’d help me move. “Rain check?” I asked. Griffin nodded, touched the tip of my nose, then without another word, turned and walked out of the house. Knox jerked up his chin to Jasper, then followed.
