For the past two weeks, Spencer has been on a child murder case halfway across the country. You knew it had been hard only through his few texts, and so when you hear him open the front door of your small home, the sound of his suitcase rolling against the floor sounding through the halls, you immediately got up.

Turning a few corners, you catch a glimpse of him. His gaze was on the ground, his hair disheveled, and his mind obviously crowded.