I walk up with them up the steely slope, an alert rings on my phone. A message notification! I look at my phone, Aiden's name appears on the screen. I can't read his message in full so I tap on it and it displays.

"Can we go over there and sit on the bench? I want to talk with Aiden."

"Ok darling, let's go!" Mom agrees, pulling dad by the back. I sit in their midst, read through Aiden's messages.

"What's going on? I'm scared. Did you do this?" He adds a scary emoji.

"Yes, of course." He starts to type but I overthrow him before he sends the text....