Jenna shrugged at the question about the word. She honestly didn’t know where she heard it — maybe one of the movies that she watched with Natasha. “Dunno.” It was hard to cover up a lie when someone had perfected the art of lying and Jenna was learning that right now. There was a nod as she rested her chin on pulled up knees with the pillow trapped between her legs and chest. Her nose wrinkled at the first words of the book. She knew them and began to read those easily. However, the further she got, the more tongue tied she became and easily frustrated. It was hard to be her age and have the basic talking abilities of a young child.
Lucas sighed under his breath, it felt like he was pulling teeth talking to children sometimes. “Alright then.” There was no point in pulling it out of Jenna if she didn’t feel like talking about it, and honestly he didn’t feel like scolding the little boy. He had a feeling it wouldn’t make a difference one way or another right now, and it’d probably just make the little boy angrier with him. Lucas soon forgot about the problems that Gavin and Jenna were having, maybe subconsciously realizing that he wouldn’t be able to fix them for the two children and instead focused on Jenna, helping her through the words she was having trouble with.