"What is bothering you?" A delicate, familiar voice spoke, approaching behind him. "You look like the world is on your shoulders." Then, a gentle hand touched his shoulder.
Of course, he did not need to turn around to know who she was. But he appreciated her concern as always. She had never failed him before, even when they were far apart.
"I thought you were still outside. I did not hear you come in." Evan looked at his grandmother but returned his attention to the view outside.
The balcony was his favorite spot in this apartment. It somehow gave him the freedom of being part of the outside but still being inside the house.
It was where he could think more clearly since he had no obstructions from his view or distractions from other people. Somehow, it usually calmed him down.
