I walked downstairs slowly, and saw dad asleep on the couch. I ran back upstairs and grabbed my duffel. I walked out the door quietly. I walked through the night air, smelling rain on it. It meant it was going to rain soon. I was good with that kind of thing. I could predict when it was going to rain, snow, whatever. I was a few meters from the cementary, and I saw Eric waiting there already.<br/>I breathed a sigh of relief. I almost ran, but then the pain of my rib stopped me. I grimaced. I walked the rest of the way to the cementary. I saw his facial expression, and it was worried?<br/>He saw me, and he pulled me into a hug.<br/>"Thanks for coming."