“I’m sorry,” I said, and as the words came out I heard my voice break. “I just…” This is the problem with dealing with someone who is actually a good listener. They don’t jump in on your sentences, saving you from actually finishing them. Or talk over you, allowing what you do manage to get out to be lost or altered in transit. Instead, they wait. So you have to keep going. “I don’t know what to say,” I finally managed. “I just…don’t.”
