As previously indicated, I simply watched the arrow going across my screen and, while describing where we were, never sent another message to that individual, who was unknown to me, and I was just calmly driving and sneaking a peek at my sleeping father along the way.

I tried hard not to cry, but I couldn't help myself. Later, when driving on the side of the road, I removed my sandals from the car and cried, leaning my face against it and gripping the steering wheel. I couldn't keep the tears and sadness inside any longer, and I let them all out at the same time.

The fact that they...