You can't cry.

You don't know why, but you can't cry.

Before you sits your mother's casket. You loved her dearly, and she loved you back just as much. But yet, not a single tear slips. Are you the only one not crying?

You glanced over at your brother, Ian. He's got a bored expression, like he doesn't want to be here. But he's not crying.

His head turns towards you, and, he cracks a grin. You feel your eyes sting and water.

Why is he happy?