She tilted her head so she could look up at his profile. She could tell so much about what was going on in his head by watching his face. He was a master at hiding what he was thinking and feeling, but not from her. She always knew.
"At least he wasn't alone. How is she?" The last they knew Ms. Murphy was missing Thomas' brother almost as much as Thomas had. She just hadn't retreated into a bottle quite as badly.