It was a dark morning. Cold and wet outside. Probably the darkest morning so far that school year.
"Good morning, Paul. How are you feeling this morning?" she said in a tone that juxtaposed the weather.
"I am tired," he answered.
"Yeah, where do you feel tired?"
"In all of my bones," he solemnly replied.
There was a pause. Then there was the honesty. "Me too, Paul. Me too."
She turned away. She knew the truth about October had just been spoken.