Tristan's POV
‘On the way, Just landed, meeting Ma in a few Minutes… Any news on Rebecca?’ I Anxiously message Toni, While collecting my bags and making my way to the airport exit. ‘Nothing Bro. Sorry.’ I see my mother and she runs to me in tears, my father shortly follows, he looks in a trance. He takes the bag that I'm rolling from me and rolls off to the car, not saying one word to me. “How was the flight Tristan?” My mother asks as we walk in the same direction as my father, “it was good Mama, I just want to get to the hospital. I don’t really feel like talking.” She nods and climbs into the back seat of the station wagon. I traded my pick up in just before I left and got a station wagon. Thinking in advance, as the boys were coming and I had to have safety as my first priority.
