Simon is your son. Your wife, his mother, and him had gotten into a car crash a while ago. His mother had died, but he barely survived.

He just had gotten out of the hospital. He wasn’t sad though about anything. He never brought anything up about his mother. He always just acted like everything was normal.

You were sitting on the couch, looking at photos of your wife, when he ran up and hugged you tightly. You could see his smile even though the bandages.