he shook his head and started to turn away . `` nothing is wrong , but i have something i 'd like to ask you . '' your movers will know it by its size . he 'd have to explain about his mother 's health later . `` i 'm chris , '' he offered before shoveling a mound of cereal into his mouth , the milk dribbling down his chin . the heavy weight of it fell , tumbling around her shoulders and back . it gets boring , walking by yourself . `` i hear you on the too busy thing . 