Gracelynn had just gotten home from her shift to find Archer laying in their front yard. Clearly drunk in pain and crying. “Oh Archie.” she said as she knelt down beside him looking him over. “How did this one start?” She questioned him already knowing that a part of it was about their mother. She chewed on the inside of her lip as she gave him a hand up off the ground. She knew she needed to think of something to help him sooner rather than later.