"Yeah, I guess.." It sounded stupid when he said it all out loud. He knew that.

"Okay? And? You know what to do with kids. Find someone in the office to call CPS, let them handle her."

"Winona, she knows stuff. Specific type stuff that I find it hard to believe would be a research packet for a fifteen year old girl. She-.. " He sighs out his nose and looks back over to see Willa behind his desk and typeing away.

He knocks on the window to get her attention and shakes his head. Don't do that.

"Shit, Winona, she looks like us."