"Alright Mom, I'll..I'll..I-I won't see you but I love you..be safe at home.."
He smiled at her and gave her a kiss then sat, he doesn't know how to really deal with grief. He just I guess keeps it bottled up.
He gets his order then sits down by himself at a small table near him. He sips his coffee and looks out the window
He just sat there staring into space a tear fled down his cheek and he looked down at touched the tears and looked at it.
"W-Why..Am I..Crying.."
"Hm-?"
Erick looks over at him
He wiped his face off and another fleed down and he touched it again.
"B-But I don't..Why-..Am I..Crying..?"
"Ah-"
He gets up and walks over, looking at him
"You good?"
"M-Mhm.."
He looked up at him and another tear fled and he touched his face and felt water.
"I-I..I don't..Understand..."
"You're crying...what don't you understand about that?"
"I-I-Its-I don't-Why..I-I-I'm not sad..Why.."
"Well...did something sad happen...?"
