09-10-2018, 02:23 AM
Zach rubbed his back and gently guided him over to the bed to sit down. He held him close and let Caleb cry. He didn't really know what to say. He was always going to leave; Caleb knew that. His time here was always finite.
"We can still text," Zach offered when Caleb had calmed down a bit. "If you want."
"We can still text," Zach offered when Caleb had calmed down a bit. "If you want."