Brigit, having parked the car, was walking to the picnic when she saw Dave, her cousin, jogging toward her. "What's up?"

Coming to a stop before her, he said, "Your friend seems rather, um, uninhibited."

"That she is," Brigit agreed.

With a shrug he asked, "Think she'd go for me?"

Brigit thought back to the time Faith had told Wesley she'd fucked a guy she barely knew/a. "I think you've got a shot."

"She split," he said.

"What?" Brigit asked, not immediately following the jump in his logic. "Faith? She left?"

"Yeah, there was some kind of a commotion over by the teens, your sister and her friend in the middle of it, and then Faith ran off. Nobody's really sure what went down."

"Ah," Brigit added as she realized that someone had sent Dave to her, that someone wanted her to figure out what had happened. "Thanks."

"No sweat," he said as he started to jog off, heading toward the parking area. "Grandpa Joe forgot his meds again."

As she walked on to the picnic, Brigit wondered what could have set Faith off. Sure, the girl was wild and unpredictable, but this sounded different. Certainly they wouldn't have sent Dave along, with the excuse that he was fetching grandpa's medication, if somebody hadn't thought it was important.

By the time she got to the meadow, most of the teens, including Grace, were lined around the table helping themselves to food. Good, given how late it was, it made perfect sense that she'd want to eat right away. Stepping toward Grace, cutting into the line, she called out "Where's Faith?" as if Dave hadn't already filled her in.

Grace's hands got very expressive as she started talking. "Oh stop," she said, holding both hands out in a stop position. "She totally flipped out," she added, waving her hands in little flips. "She ran up to us, freaking out about some guy, light brown hair with a scar on his cheek, right Claire?"

"Yeah," Claire agreed, her eyes wide. Brigit suppressed a snicker. The girls were hamming it up a bit too much. "And she shoved Grace."

"Oh, you poor baby," Brigit said, grabbing Grace into a hug.

"She wanted us in the sunlight," Grace whispered next to Brigit's ear before calling out, sounding completely exasperated, "I'm fine! Claire's just making a big deal as usual." Brigit could almost hear Grace's eyes rolling in the tone.

As Brigit stepped back, releasing Grace from the hug, someone called out, "Hey, no cutting the line."

"Fine, fine," Brigit said, walking to the back of the line where she was joined by Anne, her sister-in-law.

"Care to join us for lunch?" Anne asked, nodding toward the table where her parents were sitting.

"Love to," Brigit said with a grin, knowing it would give her a chance to pass the sunlight info along to Anne, who would then pass the info up the chain herself.