He must have learned that tone from mom, because it worked. Her shoulders slumped and she turned back, slapping the bread to a piece of paper towel and scooping out nutela to spread on it.
"I don't know what it is. I just feel...I don't even know. It's like I hurt but i don't know why and I feel empty and like I lost something" It made no sense and she knew it, but it was all she could do not cry. She kept her head down and reached for the fluff.