"They say you are sad. They say you have locked yourself in a room without mirrors.Who are you hiding from?"
She sat on the floor opposite him, with only the darkness in-between. He said nothing.Only nothing could be heard here.
"Is it depression or is it sadness,? she asked. "I have never seen you sad. But I have witnessed the worst bouts of your depressioon. Is that why you are angry?"
There was no sign at all, not even the fluttering of an eyelid. Anyone else might believe his form lifeless. But she knew better. She was the only one to know.
"It's early. Why so early? It's not as if there is somewhere to go." She chuckled."Well, you know what I mean."
Tough audience. She has been doing this for too long.
"Does anyone know how long this has been?"
"Does anyone know how long this has been?"
She flipped open the Bible.
