AUTHORESS’S NOTE: I’m sorry for the delay in posting the next chapter, but I started 10th grade on Thursday and have been busy with that. :( Luckily, I have the weekend now and will hopefully post more this next coming week as well. Once again, thank you all for reading and reviewing! Every word is truly cherished. :) Enjoy chapter nine!
As a rivulet of Mr. Burns tears strolled down the right lapel of my nightshirt, I wrapped my arms around my friend as tightly as I could and had no idea what else to do. For a few lengthy minutes that seemed to last forever, we just lay there together, Mr. Burns weeping slowly but surely dying down to smaller, irregular sobs. I just lay there, not saying a word, just letting Mr. Burns cry, and I felt tremendously guilty for not even offering a consoling word. But the truth was, I didnt have a single one to say. Perhaps most obviously because I was unsure of what Mr. Burns was crying about, although I had an idea.