But she was desperate to understand the meaning of his cryptic words.
She wasn't going to deter him. So, she waited.
"I have never told this to anyone before," he began quietly.
"You can tell me. I told you the most twisted and unreal story ever," she responded. She felt his hand go slack around her and turned it around to grab him firmly. It was her turn to give him support.
He opened his mouth, closed it, and then opened it again.
"I went to the funeral."
His voice broke on the last word. Though she couldn't wrap her head around what he was saying, her heart broke for him. He fell apart a little more then, tears finally slipping from his eyes. They poured down faster and faster.
She hadn't expected this. She didn't know what to say. She just gaped at him for a long moment as she processed what he had just told her.
