The area started to thin out around 4:30 a.m. and after grabbing some dessert at one of the other trucks, Zach started to walk me back to the hotel. I had refused a ride, but he also refused to allow me to walk back alone. We walked close, but his hands were tucked into his pockets again. My phone vibrated in my pocket and I looked at the caller ID. Stopping, I answered.

“Jacob?”

“Hey! I’m sorry! I know it’s like 4 a.m., but Elliot woke up and he has been crying because he had a bad ...