Trick
I walk into the front door and I see him on the small chair by the door. He looks up immediately he sees me and I smile at him, even though I can tell that something is wrong.
"Hey, I stretch my hand out and he takes it in his. I pull him closer to me and he rests his face in the crook of my neck "How was your day?'' I ask him.
His grip on my hand tightens and I can tell my question makes him think about his day. "Okay'' he says and I can tell he is lying, so I tighten my grip on him just a bit more. I look into his eyes and I can tell that he is trying to tell me something.
"Are you okay?'' I ask him.
He shakes his head and I see that he is fighting back tears. jack is not emotional, he has control of his feelings--most times but recently, it feels like he is trying so hard. I don't know what is going on.
"Something happened and I need to tell you,'' he mutters still in my arms.