This was something Mick had to bury. He knew that right now. He had to get over it, he had to bury it. He didn't have time to feel. Grinding his teeth, Mick forced himself to breath, to get his shit under control and then he closed his eyes for a second. Don't think about it, that's all he told himself, think about better things.

"You wanna go to the movies?" They'd be still open, they did midnight showings sometimes. He didn't know what the film was, he just couldn't be here. He couldn't think about it. "Midnight tickets are two for one. My wallet got burnt up and ... we should go."