A moment of silence

The two enter Rita's home and sat down on her couch.

"So, how's the move going?" Spencer asked.

"Uh, a bit hectic, but we're getting there." Rita said.

"I can understand. I made the move two years ago."

"Oh. Okay. Didn't realize that."

"So where are you from?"

"New York City."

"It's a change, huh?"

"Sure is. You from the Big Apple?"

"No, Washington DC actually."

"What was that like?"

"Good, but uhh... I needed the change."

"Right." Rita let out a sigh before the two hung in silence. Silence that asked why her significant other wasn't around. Silence that spoke of the reasoning of Rita's behavior. Silence that reminded him of his own loss. Silence that brought a tear to Rita's eye.

"You okay?" Spencer asked.

Rita started crying, the sound which ripped right through Spencer's heart.

"You want me to go?" He whispered.

"It's fine." She said through tears. "I just... I just miss him so much."

"I'm sorry to hear it." Spencer mumbled, trying his best to remain composed.

Rita took in a deep breath. "Thanks... Things have been rough since my husband past."

The words stung Spencer, who gave Rita a blank stare. She turned to him, sensing something wasn't right.

"You okay?"

"Uhh, sorry. It's just my wife passed six years ago."

"Oh... What are the odds?" Rita chuckled for a second.

"I guess. Maybe we should enter a lottery."

"Seems like we could do with a change of luck."

"Yeah."

Rita sighed once more, before leaning back into your couch. "I'm sorry Spencer if this is bringing it all back..."

"It never goes away."

"True."

Another second of silence follows before Rita said "You want a glass of water?"

"Sure."

Rita got up off of the couch, leaving Spencer to wonder what else would happen that day.