Well, H turned off his music when I turned my light off to go to bed. Today he’s acting normal and friendly as usual. Good, because a little goodwill in the house at this time is appreciated. It’s not about me, and maybe the words I overheard weren’t either. At any rate, he’s not desperate enough to bring anything up with me. Just more of his teen behavior, I suppose, and his trying to stay happy. It does hurt to see him like that.
