Alex eats in silence and he seems to be lost in thought. In truth, I’m pretty distracted myself. I’m surprised by how little he eats given how hungry he was when I got home from school. Ugh, school! I completely forgot about it. About how I can apparently never go back.
I kiss Alex on the cheek and say, “I’m going to go upstairs, find me when you’re done?”
“Yeah, sure,” he nods.
If he wanted to say more, I don’t notice because I’m already gone. He’s being truly fantastic lately, but I want to be alone for a little bit. I retrieve my bag from where I dropped it by the door. That was only a few hours ago, but at this point, it feels like a lifetime has passed.
I climb the stairs and close my bedroom door behind me. I can still hear people chatting in the kitchen, but the privacy is nice
