Why did your parents drop you off? I could feel a tear escape and I would have gained it if I had spoken. Instead, Mk said: “Nhia was in a car accident. » I could see Aida, Hope, and her brother's face turned pale. They didn't know what to say or what they should say. Aida finally broke the silence and said, “We should write him letters and pray for his safety.” » We all agreed and took the papers, colored pencils and scissors. We spent the next hour pouring our hearts out on the newspapers. Some journals contained small drops of tears, while others were filled with words of love. Another idea came to Aida. “We should burn them so he can get to heaven.” she said. We believed his words and agreed to burn the letters. We had their brother, Duke, to help us start a fire in a grill outside. As the fire burns the wood to a lovely orange color, we read our letters one by one and throw them into the fire. I could feel a warm embrace coming from the fire, but I wanted it to be Nhia himself. It was dark when we came back inside after putting out the fire. We sat quietly in Hope's room before we heard a noise. Ring! Ring! Our hearts stopped as we looked at the phone