I stared wide- eyed as they hobbled past me. They walked past the bush that I was hiding in and sniffing went reluctantly. I didn't realize I was holding my breath until now. I locked eyes with Lucy and we ran home.
He made a grunt and attempted to move his tightfisted left hand, before the gurgle of his final breath escaped his lips in a collapsing sigh, his eyes more cold and lifeless than ever before. His hand relaxed and a slip of paper could be seen.