I see a friend and sit beside him. His face is unclear, but I was very happy to see him. It must've been awhile. "Hi! How are you? It's been so long. It's good to see you." I was very perky; it made my day to see this guy. I could tell something was up. He didn't care at all what I had to say. Maybe he never liked me. Maybe it wrecked his day to see me. I give him a look that asks what's wrong.

"My mother just died."

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Boy, did I feel like a fucking heel when he said that. Why was I so chipper when he was so obviously the opposite? How could I be so insensitive? But it wasn't my fault. I didn't know.