I get in my car and drive over. I knock on the door. No answer. I let myself in.
He’s on the floor staring at me. I asks what’s wrong. No answer. We just sit there.
I sit next to him and put my head on his shoulder. He just sits there. He looks at me. Wraps his arm around my me and pulls me into him. He continues to look at me.
We sit there and sit there for what seems like forever. He must be starving. I make him some food. I bring it to him.
He looks at me and says nothing. Stands up and puts his food in refrigerator. He comes back and sits on his bed. I sit next to him taking the same position I had before.
He locks eyes with me and says nothing. We sit like this for hours. He says nothing. No indication of what’s going on.
He lays down and pulls me with him, wraps us in his comforter and looks at me.
We lay there not saying anything. He starts to drift off.
He fights to stay awake. Right before he finally gave in to sleep . He says thank you.