Sorry Yeah

I spent the morning on the porch playing Slap Jack, eating snacks, and reading books with Grandpa.  His older sister Amelia came and sat down.  He rattled something off in Mano and she turned to me, “RB, Grandpa said you were crying.”  I nodded, “Yes, I was.”

She laughed.

“Don’t be a jerk,” I snapped.  “Krista left.  Nya left.  I haven’t seen my family in a year.”

She looked away, “Sorry…”

Yeah, me too.