¨Thought I would find you out here,¨ Jordan said as he sat down next to her. 

¨Not in the mood, Jordan,¨ she said, her voice muffed by her sleeves. He sighed, sifting a bit closer to her.

¨Hey, are you okay? I know this week has been hard,¨ he whispered as he shifted his gaze away from her and looked  to the sun that was setting. 

  They both were sitting under a willow tree. The uncomfortable silence was getting to be as thick as frozen honey.  

¨What would you have done if you were me?¨ whispered a voice small as a mouse. 

¨To be honest, I don't know,¨ he whispered with the wind.