Noah Olson We all want something to hold in the night We don't care if it hurts or we're holding too tight
His frown only deepened as Delphine spoke. The sadness in her words and the harsh reality of what had happened, what was happening to her, washed over him in waves that he felt. "I'm sorry." Was all he could manage for her. He didn't have anything else to say to her. He didn't understand what she was feeling, or what had happened to her or her children. He looked down at the two girls, his heart twisting. Did they feel this from their mother? Did they understand how she felt, how she felt about them? He took their bowls and placed them on the table with his.
He stood and walked the trio to the door. Before they could leave, though, Noah placed his hand on Delphine's shoulder. "You know where to find me, if you need anything." |
