as he moves his hands to my shoulders , i drop my eyes when i tell him , `` my pieces feel stripped bare . '' his father gave him a stern look . i dont want to rush the arrangements . i 'm glad you 're going to be there ; you make everything better . '' `` how does that connect to all of us ? '' they swirled about inside my head , creating doubt and whispering foundation-less threats . they knew what would come next . are you going somewhere for the weekend jay-son ? 