To say I was angry was an understatement, it wasn't there fault; they were just curious and I couldn't blame then for that
I was angry at myself more or less because I let it get to me, I let them see that I was upset and that I wasn't strong. They saw a weaker side to me and it was frustrating. Going for a run was the only thing I could do to calm myself down. Bill's son would be coming around later, I just hopped he wasn't everything like the older man, eyeing me all the time watching every reaction