This Morning

This morning I was picking up a few stray bits of trash after taking the trash barrels to the street. My neighbor Steve was at the corner sitting on his lunchbox cooler waiting for his ride.
"I hope you aren't working outside today, I said.
"No today we're bringing our tools inside from the job site and we'll be working indoors."
"That's good." I said.
"I shouldn't be working," he said.
"Why not?"
"My brother committed suicide on Monday."
"I'm so sorry. I said giving him a hug. I've lost a nephew and friends to suicide. I feel your pain."
"Here's my ride. We'll talk later," he said.