Chapter 46.

I sat quietly at the table the next morning, mulling over breakfast as mother and grams reminisced over stories of Uncle Filton when he was a boy. They chuckled through their sad expressions and sniffled each time the room fell quiet after cooing over one of their many memories.

I tried to not pay attention to any of their stories, I wanted them to have their moment to remember him and grieve their own way, so I sat silently, just staring and picking at my food trying to ignore how silly, funny and adorable he was as a child. I had to ignore it, I couldn’t bare to keep going over and over the same regret that he was one innocent that I couldn’t save and the reality that he wasn’t the only one that day. Just as grams had said last night…. We can’t save them all, only this innocent… haunted my heart!

A sudden knock at the door abruptly stopped mother and grams during their chatter. All of us looking at each other in wonder of who would possibly be calling so early in the morning.

“Oh,