Max shook his head as he stood up from his bed and walked over to his wardrobe. He picked out a plain white t shirt and black pants from his wardrobe and dressed himself quietly before walking downstairs towards the kitchen.

He stopped dead in his tracks as soon as he entered the house. He felt a small pang of guilt when he realised that he was the reason for his mother's tears the other night.

He felt guilty for crying over something as trivial as a sandwich. He also felt guilty about leaving her alone the way he had that morning, but he knew that it was for the...