Neo slid the dry shirt over his head. It hugged his chest and arms. Since he had been wearing his work overalls, his pants weren't too wet. It was really just his shirt that had caught most of the rain.
“Is that tattoo for Ricky?" Aliyah asked.
Neo touched his collarbone then rubbed the back of his neck, grazing the edge of the angel's wing. “Yeah, the date is the day he died."
Aliyah crossed her arms over her chest shyly. “Do you mind telling me what happened? I can tell you don't like talking about it, but he clearly meant a lot to you, and you seem hesitant to talk about this part… so you don't have to, but it might help to talk about it with someone. It doesn't have to be me."
Neo stood quiet and unmoving for a moment. Finally, he turned and put his arm around Aliyah's shoulder. “
