From the angle of the recliner to the couch, Paul saw no trace of tears.  Though Charlette did, however, wear a melancholy expression.  Eventually, she answered his question.  "Nothing important ... I have to go back home, just for a bit ... I'm gonna leave tomorrow."<br/><br/>Well, there it was, he thought.  She was providing no details, which meant she really didn’t wish to speak any further about it.  Paul was never the prying type, so no more questions would be forthcoming.<br/><br/>“Okay, Charlette,” he said.  “You just lemme know if there’s anything I can do to help.”