hug

"Yes, Mrs. Ryan. We are here to visit her."

After days, they once again met with Mrs. Ryan, the mother of their friend. Their last meeting was rather tense, different from the atmosphere from this one. The air was tight with the only topic that caused them to work with one other and questions coming from the place of concern.

Instead, the air in the room now feels lighter.

Mrs. Ryan shows them a smile with her eyes confirming the genuinity of it.

"Sorry for leading you to the kitchen," Mrs. Ryan says as she takes a glance at the boys. "I was preparing orange juice for Emily."

"Oh," Cameron lightly intonates as his lips follows the shape of the sound. "Does she love orange juice?"

"I don't think she enjoys it that much to say that she loves it." She says as she pour the orange juice to additional two glass. "It is a healthier thing that she is willing to drink other than some form of chocolate drinks and sodas."