My eyes burned with tears as I bent down to kiss his head. “Don’t worry about it, Frank. Just know that I’m a friend. I’ll go get your breakfast.” As I picked up my journal to leave, he called out to me. “Thank you, Saika.” I turned around, and he smiled, waving at me. I stuffed down the sob that threatened to ruin me. I blew him a kiss instead. “And thank you, Frank.” When I returned with his breakfast, he was gone.
DAMN YOU
