Sage was up in the loft with Sylvia while August and Graeme walked around the outside of her house, holding hands. For some reason, Graeme insisted that Sam and Greta have some time alone, so he left to walk the path through the woods to Sylvia's with August—showing her the bridge that he and Greta had walked over so many times as kids on the way to visit Sam.
Sage had a blast finding his way. He scampered ahead of them, and August giggled watching him enjoy himself. She hoped that he had plenty of opportunities like this to enjoy himself rather than worrying about issues like those that had come up at dinner, of which he was obviously already aware. It was too much for someone his age.
