It was a long ride to the central park, they stop at way, buried Sophia, with tears and agony, Joshua left the car he drove behind and joined them at the other car,
As the sun set. Baba70 still driving, Joshua stared at Sarutobi then the window beside him, looking at the sun set, Ronke was holding her Kitten close as she rest on Chioma thighs, while Chioma stroked her braided hair gently with her hand, and the other on Mariam braided hair also, as Mariam was resting her head on Chioma's chest, with tears still flowing down, she sniffed, and Sunday was looking at everyone in the car then he sighed.
It was around three in the morning on Wednesday the last day of the crisis. They reached the gate of the central park. The gate was opened. Baba70 parked,
“Is everyone ready?” Baba70 asked
