Jack and I were sitting on the couch in my living room. Bethany's funeral was last week and it was so hard to sit there and listen to people talk about her. I opted out of talking after her mom asked me. I just couldn't.
We were laying on the couch in a spooning position. Him being the little spoon. My hand was running through his hair as the TV show played. My parents walked into the living room from their room and smiled at the sight of us.
"Hey, guys."
"Hi." My sleepy little mate said to my father. I continued to run my fingers through his hair until he turned into my arms so he was facing my chest. He set his head on my chest and I wrapped my arms around his body.
"Hey, Matthew?" Dad asked, coming over to us. Jack looked up at my dad too to see what was going on.
"Yeah?"
"We're g
