Nathan was just entering Hunter Inc. when he saw his mother rushing out, her face streaked with tears. They met halfway, and she crumbled in his arms, sobbing the moment she saw him.
“Mom, what’s wrong?” he asked, instantly alarmed.
Passersby glanced their way—both employees and ordinary people coming and going. Afraid of causing a scene, he led her to the side, holding her close.
“Mom, stop crying.” Nathan didn’t know whether to be embarrassed or concerned. “What’s wrong? Can you tell me what’s wrong?”
Evelyn sniffed, wiping fruitlessly at her tears as they fell even more. “Nathan…” her voice broke, and she started crying again.
“Jesus, mom.” He covered her with his frame so no one would see her cry. “Can we not do this outside? I don’t want people gathering here, thinking you’re in
