Every photograph should tell a story and build a connection to a moment in time. This particular day, I was sitting in a corner of a nearly empty restaurant quite early when this moment occurred. I don’t know the subjects but there is a story to be imagined. Later it could have been verified, by them – had I been bold enough to approach. But I don’t. I like making up the stories and empathetically putting myself in their lives and in their moment. I assumed it to be a mother and son. She looks so tired and distracted and it is so early on a Sunday morning. He looks so beyond his years and serious. They seem so alone together. I will never know the truth of their story – as simple as an early breakfast before football, or as complicated as a loss or parting. But in the moment, they intrigued me and I wanted to know more.