Water flow through a line in the wall, and that was what jolted them from that accumulating feeling. Their mom was in the kitchen.

“The kitchen…. Mom? How did we leave it?” he asked, “Did we leave anything that can… Uhm… You know, implicate us?”

“Don't remember, I will have to go and check,” Carmen said.

“You should please.” His voice shuddered. “I'm going upstairs.”

“Sure, you should, cause your face is filled with guilt, and she'll know something was going on.”

“I'm sorry… I haven't been able to master those eluding skills, just like you.”

“You better work on it,” she said. “I'll go, you stay here for a...