He has too many things to grapple with and it's all just got too much for him.
That was Bobby's conclusion anyway. There was no talking to John about it; he never sobered up long enough for that.
Bobby's hands were full – looking after 6 month old babies wasn't exactly his forte – certainly hunting was infinitely easier. So it was only now, a week after the fire, that he realised young Dean – who never left Sammy's side – hadn't spoken a single word.
That poor kid, he thought. Only four and already has the weight of the world on his shoulders.