Abigail
My throat went dry as a desert as I read the words on the screen. There was a picture of an old newspaper.
LOCAL COUPLE KILLED IN TRAGIC ACCIDENT.
The headline screamed across the page in bold black letters. Under it, was a photo of my parents, so young, so happy. My Dad's arm around Mom's shoulders, both of them looking at the camera like they had their whole lives ahead of them.
My vision blurred.
I blinked. Big fucking mistake. The moisture gathered at the corners of my eyes, threatening to spill over.
"I know they died in an accident, Annette," I said thickly, swallowing a laugh. "Everyone knows that,"
It was raining that night. I had been in the back seat of the car, playing around with my stuffed bunny, while mom and dad talked in the front seat. They said my parents were speeding above the limit and the bad weather conditions contributed to the single-vehicle accident.
