He looked skeptical that I could fix this, which I understood, but he nodded, and looked relieved. I watched him go to his room and close the door.

I was pretty sure that I knew what was going on, but I need to speak with Julia to be sure.

I knocked on the door, but there was no answer. I went in. Julia was sitting on her bed, her head in her hands. She was crying softly. She looked so small, so young sitting there. It broke my heart. I closed the door behind me and sat next to her on the bed.

I put my arm around her and...