Cole. 

While looking out the window at the falling snow, my expression was as cold as a snow crystal as my mind was lost in my daydream. I felt Chase walk over and put his hand on my shoulder. 

"Are you thinking about her?" Chase asked, and I immediately looked down. Sadness was the expression on my face right now. 

"I always think about her, brother," I replied in a voice that sounded like a whisper. 

There was silence as Chase continued to watch me. His eyes looked concerned, and after a long pause, he spoke again. "So just get back home." 

"I can't..." I trailed off for a moment....