Renee looked near tears herself. She swallowed thickly. “I had never even heard of this boyfriend until that phone call.”

Sadie thought of the photos and videos Tansy frequently posted on both her Instagram and Facebook accounts. Her former—and favorite—babysitting charge was now taking photos of herself drinking White Claw and filming videos of her friends doing keg stands. She seemed to favor crop tops and could often be seen hanging on the arm of a fraternity brother.

“You aren’t on social media much, are you?” she asked, just for confirmation.

“Like Twitter and stuff? No, I hate all that.” Renee shuddered. “Tansy created a Facebook profile for me at some point, but I forgot my password and never bothered to update it. I just don’t have a need for it. If I want to talk to someone I call or text. It makes me sound ninety, but it’s how I roll.”

“Right.” Sadie debated if she should tell Renee about the posts. Even though she wasn’t completely sure it was her place, she figured she would want to know if Lincoln was getting involved with the wrong crowd. “I have something to show you.”

She pulled out her iPhone, and Renee huddled close.

She scrolled to Tansy’s Instagram profile, and sure enough, the girl had posted a photo just last night. She was wearing a bikini top paired with a pair of jean shorts that revealed half a toned buttcheek. She had a red Solo cup in one hand and was in the arms of a well-muscled guy with a giant tattoo on his shoulder and a backward baseball hat on his head.

“What the,” Renee inhaled.

“Ayuh. That’s a pretty standard post for her.” Sadie handed Renee the phone so she could scroll at her own pace. “Her pictures started changing last fall. I don’t know. Maybe it’s just innocent and fun. I mean it is her freshman year.”

She peeked over Renee’s shoulder at Tansy holding up a bottle of vodka while wearing a white dress with an absurdly deep neckline. She had a cigarette dangling from the corner of her mouth and made a vulgar gesture with her vodka-less hand.

Sadie shook her head. Nope. Not so innocent.

The color drained from Renee’s face. “Smoking? She hates smoking. We both do. There’s no way a student could party like this and have time for studying. What if she loses her scholarship?”

“Tansy was always exceptionally smart,” Sadie said helplessly, hating that she was the messenger here. “I’m sure she’s got it figured out.”

Renee pushed the phone away and closed her eyes. “I feel so freaking out of the loop.”

“Tansy is thousands of miles away. How could you have known any of this was going on?” Sadie countered. “Kids go a little wild their first time away from home. I know I did. Tansy is smart and was always a good girl. She’ll find her way.”

“But I let her become so distant. I should have been more persistent.”