I could feel the base vibrate inside my throat as I turned the music up, the car shaking. I hate silence because it makes me think. I looked out at the snow covered branches and sighed, my breath fogging the window. I waited for him. I knew that he was never going to be the same though. As I looked at the paint-chipped cross stuck in the ground, I felt it. The chill giving away his presence. I saw a shadow next to the car and smiled,” Thanks for coming,” I managed to say, as I drove away.