The yellow sunset cascaded the expanse, its pale-orange hue reflected by shiny objects around the park. The evening breeze added to the allure of the space. It brought tranquil, peace like I had known once in my lifetime.
In front of me, children were running around with kites and freebies, including Curtis, my boy. And beside me, a man I should call father sat, absently staring at the peaceful horizon.
“John, are you okay?” I nudged him slightly and he jerked back from his reverie.
“I'm fine,” he shifted uncomfortably in his seat.
“You and I know you're not.”
He just exhaled deeply, saying nothing.
“Okay, I will go first. After all, a problem shared is a problem half-solved, isn't it?” I tried to sound cheerful.
“Have you taken the pills?” He blurted out without sparing me a
