“It’s not your fault. It’s not like you encouraged her,” Waylynn consoles him. Oswald is quiet for a few long seconds before he grudgingly says, “Yeah, I know.” My brotherly instincts pick up on the delay, and I’m questioning if there is more to this than he led us to believe. “Your phone is off.” My tone comes off flat and irritated, but I have a reason. He better not have done something with this chick. I will kick his fucking ass.
