(Trudy)
After getting forced out of my son's apartment I went to get some air. A lot had happened so I need a breather. I was pretty sure I just killed my business. Calming down a bit I walked back up to my son's apartment and on my way I spotted Carl standing in front of the railing looking down at the multiple-story drop
"Carl?" I went over to him worried about what he might be thinking
"Oh, Trudy," he said turning to me. His eyes were red and puffy from all his crying
"Carl are you-"
"Am I what?" He asked before looking down then back at me
"No, I'm not wasn't thinking about that. Now that I think about it. I'm deadly afraid of heights" he said stepping away from the railing
"It's good that you aren't thinking about that"
"Trudy, did you really mean it?" he suddenly asked
"What?"
"About wishing that night never happened"
