"Hey, don't go," he cried. "What is wrong?" Not wanting her to leave, Billy reached out with one hand and yanked her gently back down into a sitting position.
"Tell me what is wrong," he hissed desperately at her.
"Nothing is wrong... everything is wrong," she said her voice hitching.
Raising up on his knees, he slunk an arm around her shoulder as he wrapped the blanket around her.
The clock continued to toll, with each lonely chime causing new waves of angst to course through the emotional Kate.
"Hey, hey, hey, shhh, it's OK, Mommy," he whispered to her softly.
After a long pause where she debated if she should even try and explain what was wrong to him she decided he was owed some kind of explanation.
"It's just the grandfather clock... chiming like that." She dabbed at her eyes w
