Second Mother

"Hello, Henry." A sweet smile spread across Amelia's face.

"Hey." Henry came into view, forcing a smile on his face. "I thought you were sleeping."

"No. I was merely relaxing."

Amelia's sensitive ears captured the sadness in Henry's voice. She turned her head sideways to look at him as he plopped into one of the seats, releasing a sigh.

"I hope you don't mind my joining you."

"Of course not." Amelia sat up, turning her full attention to Henry. "I always love a good company.

"Mmm..." Henry forced a smile that didn't reach his eyes.

"Are you all right?" Amelia asked softly, troubled to see such a lively and chatty man looking so downcast.

"Yeah! I'm fine. What about you?"

"I'm doing great, but don't try to change the topic." Amelia stood up and walked over to the double couch seat where Henry was seated. She slowly sat down beside Henry, placing her right hand on his.

What's the matter? Why the long face?"