Button listened intently as his mother's hootsteps softly faded into the distance as she made her way back to her bedroom.  When he was sure she was long out of range, he slowly worked his way back to his bed and layed down on it, giving into the fatigue of the recent conversation.  It only took but a moment for him to give into the sadness that had threatened so many times to just burst forth.  He soon felt the rivulets of tears streaming down his face as his body tremored from the silent sobs that wracked his body.  Despite the pain he felt, not a sound left Button's mouth as he silently wept in the middle of the night.  This was not new for him.  No, for Button, this was a familiar old friend.