“Is Grace okay?” Archer asked when he called me later on that day. I wasn’t able to go to class because I am busy in the funeral place. I only even had to text him about what happened because I, too, was lost at what to do.
I sighed and looked at Graziella who’s still looking so shocked at everything that happened. She’s only staring at the caskets of her parents. And even when there are guests who are greeting her, she only smiles weakly but never really holds a conversation with anyone.
“Nope,” I replied. “Everyone here is in distraught.” Because it is true. Everyone is in disbelief that something like this happened.
Who would f*****g do this anyway? And the fact that the ambush is all over the internet is not working at all.
I heard Archer sighing on the other line. “I’ll drop by la
