Heidi nodded solemnly; about what, she wasn't sure. SHe took the silence as is, not even trying to decipher it. She couldn't bring herself to look at Tracey, instead choosing to look around her loft aimlessly.
Stepping away, she ran a hand through her hair and asked again. "What do you want me to do, Trace?" As soon as it slipped out, she noticed her use of the old nickname.
Heidi didn't want to be violent. She was scared of what she would be like. Already Katie and Ginny had told her tales of what she had been like when she had drunken herself into a drunken rage. She didn't want to be angry.