I looked towards the parking lot. Nate was sitting in his chair, staring out at the sun. “Nate?” I walked closer. I could see he was holding a tray of two cups of coffee. So the last thing I wanted was to startle him. He was frozen in place like a mannequin, waiting for me to return. I gently tapped his shoulder. “Hey, Nate, I have good news.” Nothing, not a single reaction.
I walked around to the front of his chair. Only when we made eye contact did he reply. “Hey, Raven, you good?”
“Uh, yeah,” I said with a forced smile. This was not normal. Was this even Nate? “I’m just going to say goodbye to Bobby first.”
“Oh, ok. I’ll meet you in the car, or by the car anyway.”
I nodded, trying to remain calm. As soon as Nate was out the door, I ran to Bobby. Although no longer by the carts, Bobb
