“I know you’re more worried about Candy than you’re letting on,” he said. “I would think that’s understandable.” “It is. But I’m here for you. You can lean on me if you need to.” “Frankie…I couldn’t get through this without you. I’m not denying that.” She shook her head. “But I have to deal with what’s happened to Candy the best way I know how.” Frank was expecting Roxanne to cling to him, which is what she would have done in the past. And while she may need him to be there with her, she was no longer that girl from such a long time ago. These days, she dealt with her problems silently. It didn’t do her any good to talk about the things that bothered her because no one ever understood why she felt the way she did. The doorbell rang. “Are you expecting someone?” he asked. “No.” “I’ll get it.” He jumped up and disappeared around the corner. Soon, he returned with a florist’s box. “Looks like somebody sent you some flowers.” He presented the box to her with a smile.
