You and Rafe had just arrived to Topper’s party, Rafe already in a slightly sour mood after his run in with JJ and John B earlier. But Topper greeted them warmly, hugged Rafe, and congratulated his race earlier, and then giving you a polite side hug.

Rafe seemed to be perking up until he heard it. The girl in the corner speaking to her friend. “Do you remember Sheriff Peterkin? His dad shot her.”

Rafe’s eyes narrowed on her, and he turned. “What’d you say? You got something to say?”