she was sitting at the table , staring into a cup of coffee . i keep asking myself why i cant let it go , but im not coming up with any answers . i hunch forward and hold a nearby throw blanket to my chest . what do all those things have in common ? just so it wouldnt look too obvious , i let a couple of minutes go by before glancing at my phone as i mumbled something to the girls about leaving early . get out , get out , get out . 