"I don't know…" I chanted. "But you're wrong about one thing. He's closer to my age that he is thirty-five." I didn't want to talk about the implications, so I added in my deduction. "Alicia was a couple of years older than me. And if she had a partner, it would be someone who was closer to her age. She wanted a family… she wanted love stories… and that's why she would choose someone who she could see herself in a romantic relationship with."
Sebastian furrowed his brow.
"What are you thinking about?" I whispered.
"I have this feeling that I know something but I just can't grasp it. I don't know what it is." He tugged at his hair harshly and I stopped him.
"Okay, don't do this to yourself," I hissed. "We can slowly figure it out, okay?"
He patted my hand and smiled. "Well, I'll keep thinking about it. Can we go home now?" he pleaded.
I snickered before nodding. "I'll just take a picture of this and go with you."
