Rina Zante

As soon as we stepped into the hallway, an alarm bell went off in my head. I fastened my feet to the ground, bringing Mammà to stop as well since we held hands.

She glanced at me, looking more confused than me.

"Where are we going?" I knew the answer. I just didn't want to believe it was true. When she'd told me I'd got to see something, I'd never in my unimaginative mind thought this was the something.

She wore a blank look before turning around to continue walking.

"Mammà," I whispered, a sense of urgency woven in my voice.

"What is it? You want him to...