20
THANKFULLY, WE WERE allowed to stay home from school. Once our mother left for work, Nathan grabbed his keys and we headed into town. Our first stop was the marina.
“Hey, Sonny,” Nathan said as we strolled into his office.
He looked up from his desk frowned. “Aren’t you supposed to be in school?”
Nathan nodded. “We are, but...” his voice grew thick with emotion, “we lost one of our friends last night.”
Sonny’s face turned grim. “I imagine you’re talking about Susan. I saw that on the news this morning. I still can’t believe it myself, that poor girl.”
“We’re still in shock, too.” His eye filled with tears and he looked away. “
Flooded with emotions myself, I stood there quietly, trying to keep myself together. Focusing on my anger seemed to help to a point. I wanted to tell Son
