[Click. The sound feed isn't much. Just night air. Rustling of leaves. Wind. Someone's muted breathing. It cuts off ( Read more... )

She's...

[Al's voice is soft, but thick. Not with tears, but with pain that somehow is beyond that. A numbness, a helplessness. He normally sounds so together, like he has everything under control, but right now he's small again. Small and utterly lost.]

Mom's gone.

[Click.]

I knew ( Read more... )