[ Bree nods, wetting her lips and letting out a breath. ]

I know. I know. I'm sorry, I don't know why I keep thinking about it.

[ There's no real point, right? So, she takes a bite of her pancakes. ]

I don't know Jamie very well. But I didn't want to give him any reasons to avoid talking to me because I brought up dad sometimes. It should have been him.