'August and I are getting things from the treehouse and my house if you need anything,' Greta texted her brother while she was waiting for August down by the Jeep.
'Alone?' his response came.
'Some friends met us.' She texted back.
'Call me if you get a chance without eavesdroppers,' he sent.
Greta frowned at her phone and looked up to the treehouse where August was still talking with Sage and his sister. Liv and Vera were chatting by the tree. Greta climbed into the Jeep and closed the door behind her before dialing her brother.
"What is it?" she asked when he picked up.
"There is a delicate matter that I haven't had a chance to deal with yet," he replied hesitantly.
"Okay… Are you going to tell me what it is?" she asked.
"Uh," he sighed deeply. "There are some things of August's at your house. They are from her mom's. It would be confusing if she saw them before I have a chance to talk to her more about my visit and everything that happened when I was gone."
