RIVER

I didn't know the right words to comfort him and make him feel better, so I just let his hands stay on me and his neck buried in my neck. He finally pulled away and stared at me.

“I am sorry; I shouldn’t have…”

“It’s okay; you can cry on my shoulders if you need to.”

“I wasn’t crying,” he said, a horrified expression growing on his face. I knew he wasn't crying, but I hoped that those words were going to let him be a little less embarrassed than he was feeling about ...