After he stepped out and called, a voice replied. "Brother?"

Nisa was on the side of the house, standing behind Nettie who has admiring the flowers that grew around the place. She saw him, and he could see she tilted her head in confusion. "What's wrong?" Perhaps, he knew her well enough, he saw some satisfaction in her eyes.

The blond who'd been leaning in to study a rose stood straight. "Ah, sorry. We didn't want to interrupt, so she suggested we look at the garden while we waited." Nettie said in response to an unasked question.