The moment he saw her back at the door he knew something was wrong. It was in how she stood there, and looked at him. The silence between them spoke volumes and he understood perfectly. He just did. And so he walked to her and embraced her, “You’re going to be fine,” he said, “You’ll see.”
“When Kenny?” Sena sobbed, staining his shirt with her tears.
“Soon” Kenny replied, although each passing day robbed him of some faith in that assurance.