"Course I'm fine with that," Oliver assured her. "And if she does come back, and you decide she's not a good fit, you have options," he reasoned, figuring that would most definitely be the case, but not wanting to push it when Lila probably had enough on her mind.
"You should know though, the barn doesn't have any of the amenities the lodge does. We've got one bathroom for potentially six people, there's no kitchen or common room, but the neighbors are nice enough. I'm in a room with Edwin, and then the room that's gonna be next to yours has Dylan and Scotty..." Well, that was something he should probably bring up now. He glanced to Pam, then continued on. "Scotty is Simms' son. He can be a little rough around the edges, but he's a good kid, dealin' with a lot. Not long after you were taken out of the house, things with Simms went...real bad. He ended up hurtin' a lot of people." He could feel himself flexing the hand that had been completely shattered not that long ago, and stopped once he caught himself. "It was gonna get worse. Someone stopped him. He's dead."