I continue walking silently for a little while longer, contemplating whether to answer her questions. Answering would basically tell her what else was wrong with my life. Finally, I figured I might as well tell her. "I was fired from my job 3 days ago... As for family, both of my parents are already dead, and I was an only child." I answered quietly. I don't know why it was so easy to tell her these things, but it was. I was determined to keep it together until I got home.