[ Her lips twitch. A tragedy. ...She can't blame him. She wants to rant and rave against the town, against the whole of Whitetail for letting her brother die, but—

But she'd have to rant and rave against herself too, considering. Woodsley lying there, so still and cold, no sign at all of Eric...

So she bites her lip and she nods. ]

He was... Mom's always working. It's like, it's not her fault, she's on her own. But...it means, growing up...Jacob was always the one who was really there for me. He loved being a big brother. He was really good at it.