#Chapter38

SILVER'S POV

I took another sip of my coffee as my mother continues talking but I don't really know what she speaks.

"...I wish we could all bring back those good memories. I need to take my mind off all that has happened. Do you think we should go out for a picnic where me and your Dad use to bring you to? Huh?"

I continue starring far ahead through the kitchen window. The flowers, their silence. Peace and freedom is what they seems to feel. They show out their bright colours showing they have nothing to stress about or think about. I took another sip from my coffee....