The moment Lucy stepped inside the house, Sonia who had been waiting for her, took her hand and dragged her to the porch since everyone else had gone into the study to discuss their grandfather's funeral arrangements, while one of the housekeepers was attending to Dawn and prepping her for bed.
"What is wrong?" Lucy asked as she followed Sonia.
"I should be asking you. I noticed how you were acting with Dawn during dinner earlier. Did something happen during the short nap I took?" Sonia asked as they walked through the door that led to the porch.
"Does something need to happen in order for me to be nice to the kid?" Lucy asked and Sonia shook her head.
"No. Not exactly. But it seemed like you were making so much effort to get everyone to talk to her," Sonia said as they sat on the swings and Lucy nodded.
"Yes, I was. Earlier when I went to check in on her, she was crying silently in the guest room."
"Aww. Poor kid," Sonia said softly.
