"Henry would've known, Henry always knew. He was always the smart- the smart one," Will said, taking the drink from her hands and swallowing half of it. Henry would've known that she didn't love Will, not the way Will loved her. That the way he looked at her was the way she looked at Les. "He was the one to keep me from running into everything. I don't know why she didn't tell me. She just... left. Just like her father."