Neither of us seemed to be able to think of anything comforting to say, so we both held our misery inside. My mom had stared at us when we arrived at back at my house, eyeing us carefully. We hardly looked like we’d had an enjoyable morning together. When she asked if something was wrong, I nearly lost my composure and started bawling right there on the doorstep. My grandpa handled the question much better thankfully. “No, no, Judy. We went for a walk and ended up going a little too far. I think we’re both just a little worn out.” He lied surprisingly well. “Well, why don’t you stay for dinner then, Alden. Henry will be home in a few hours,” she said. My grandpa glanced at me and nodded his acceptance quickly. I sighed. He didn’t want to leave me alone, but I couldn’t stand sitting around staring at him all afternoon, not when he knew the truth. “I think I’ll go take a nap,” I said. I somehow managed a faint smile at my mom. “I’m beat.” “That sounds like a good idea, honey.
