The funeral ended and everyone walked away from the spot. Worried about d**k being alone my dad invited him to live with us for some days but he insisted on not leaving his house as it contained every memory of his mother. Swarez was still avoiding me and I also couldn't take the step to talk to him. The moment came when we were parting, I hugged d**k, 'take care, and you can call me anytime, I will be there for you', I said and then turned to Barrby and did the same. At last, while entering to the car I looked at Swarez his eyes were still on the other side, with a heavy heart I went in with my dad and he drove me away to the home.
'Give him some time', said he on the middle
'What?', I asked confused
'Swarez, he is hurt give him some time I am sure his love for you will pull him closur
