Aden put his head back on the table.
"okay." He murmured.
He closed his eyes envisioning the picture he would draw to make himself feel better.
Suddenly the picture came into his minds eye.
He was sitting on a white bench swing that had a trellis covering it with climbing roses. The sun was setting behind the swing and he looked so happy. His face was radiating joy, one of his hands was extended, as if he was waiting for someone to accept his offer to sit next to him.
He sat up suddenly and pulled out his sketchbook and a pencil and started drawing on the first page he came to.
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