Amelia and the rest gathered at Miss Cynthia's house, including Claudia and Elliot, who were a bit skeptical about coming. An awkward silence settled around them as they gazed at each other, wondering who would break the silence.
“So how are the kids?” Laila finally spoke, breaking the silence in the room.
“They are fine,” Miss Cynthia calmly replied.
“Well, I don’t see them around. Where are those little rascals?” Mike joked, laughing awkwardly when he noticed the glares he was receiving, especially from Laila.
“I mean, are they...” Mike tried to explain but couldn’t find the right words.
“They are at their grandma’s place,” Miss Cynthia told them.
“We are deeply sorry for your loss,” Amelia uttered, her gaze down.
“It’s cool. I mean, things happen,” Miss Cynthia assured them that
