Brandi had drawn a lizard wearing a cowboy hat.

He showed it to me without saying whether the visit had gone well or badly.

I tucked the drawing into his bag and asked what he wanted for lunch.

We drove to a diner close to the highway.

Halfway through his grilled cheese, he told me his mom had apologized and said she was getting help.

He had asked her if she knew about the shed.

She had told him yes.