Daniel was standing at the end of the driveway with Tom Miller and his sister Laura.

They were speaking in hushed, serious voices.

Daniel rubbed his left eyebrow with two fingers and shook his head slowly.

“She just snapped over a minor argument,” Daniel told Tom.

“I don’t know what’s going on with her lately.

She just walked out on her family today over nothing.”

Tom looked at me with a mix of pity and judgment.

Laura pulled her youngest son closer to her leg.