As we eat we are also talking and laughing revisiting childhood memories. There's a lot we can talk about and since we grew up together we have shared memories.
"Reid, tell me about how life was for you in the military. you never talk about it." I say softly.
He pauses mid bite but immediately refocuses and continues chewing.
"truthfully, I don't have much to talk about when it comes to that." he simply says.
In my own opinion it looks like he has shut down.
"oh okay" I give him a sad but understanding smile. no matter what and how bad it hurts that he is not sharing whatever he had gone through with me i know i have to understand and respect that and hopefully one day he will find it okay to talk to me about it.
looking at him from across the table, he has changed. of course. when
