Lonely Boy

Rhett sits next to me once again after his session and his lips curve ever-so-slightly in a tight smile. “You must be real patient to wait all this time. I can’t stand sitting in that room for an hour talking to someone, let alone sit out here doing nothing.”

I see Mom peek her head out of her office but quickly retreat back in once she sees Rhett sitting next to me. He doesn’t notice her.

I say, “It’s actually kind of nice, you know. I like the peace and quiet.”

“I thought I used to like the quiet but now I realize that it just drove me insane,” he says, then laughs to himself, something I don’t understand.

I wonder what happened to him.