tough conversation

It was 345 and the bus was about to pull up and I was prepared to tell Hunter what had happened. Cliff went with his family to make arrangements at the funeral home. Hunter has a specific routine when he gets home. He takes his clothes off and puts them in the laundry room. He grabs his ten pages and flyswatter(his coping mechanisms) he asks for spaghetti, pop, and doritos and then goes in his room and turns on his computer. If his light and fan are not on he asks me to turn them on even though he knows how it is just his routine.I told Hunter I had something to tell him. I said "pawpaw got sick and went to heaven and when you go to mamaw's you wont see pawpaw anymore but he is in a safe place." Hunter said" spaghetti and pop." I said" Hunter look at me(he doesn't make much eye contact) I then repeated myself and he said "I want spaghetti and pop." I now know this is gonna be tougher than I thought because he has no idea what I am saying. The next day we sent Hunter to school and I asked his awesome bus driver Ms. Peggy Brown to drop him off at my mother in laws as she often does because my inlaws watch him for us on Wednesdays and Fridays. Hunter got off the bus and the first thing he asked my mother in law is "where is pawpaw?" my mother in law told him the same thing I did the day before and it seemed to suffice him for that day.