You unlock your cellphone and click your Contacts List. It doesn't take you very long to find your mother's names. You choose to call your mother because if they were in the car you know that it is your fther that always drive. 

 

On the third ring she picks up, "Hello, Ann." 

 

her mom's voice is so light and soothing, that you want her to continue takling before you ruin her with the terrible news that you hold on your shoulders. "Something's happened..." Your voice is scratchy and you try to swallow the lump in your throat. 

 

"What happened? Are you alright? Ann? How's Andy?" your mother lets her maternal instincts kick in. 

 

"It's Andy," you gasp, unable to get anything else out. 

 

You hear your mother talking to your father. There were some loud car noises and then your mother's voice once again. "Honey, calm down. We'll be there soon! Just keep Andy and yourself safe!" 

 

"Mom!" you yell into the phone. 

 

"It's too late!" you sob. "I let him play outside and there was a truck, and--" 

 

"Ann, stop. We're pulling into the driveway. I see the blood." 

 

She hung up and you drop the phone and turn back to the body. You pick him up and walk through the hallway and down the stairs and meet your parents in the living room. 

 

"My baby!" your mother cries and rushes to you, followed by your father. 

 

"What happened?" Your father asks at the same time your mother says, "He's dead." She says it so accusingly, that you flinch. 

 

"It wasn't my fault--" 

 

"Well if you had been watching him. This wouldn't have happened." Boomed your father. 

 

You pass the body over and scream at them "You know, you weren't there when it happened! You didn't see him die!" 

 

And you storm out of the house. Tears running down your cheeks the whole time.