Melanie held the tiny piece of paper tightly in her hand all through the drive home as different thoughts crossed her mind. How could her boys possibly be alive? It wasn't possible that they were alive this whole time, and she didn't know it. What could this person be hoping to achieve by playing such a cruel prank on her? Besides, Alvin had seen their corpse and had been the one who organized their funeral alongside her husband's before she awoke from her coma three weeks after the attack.
"Are you okay, Ma'am?" The driver asked, looking at her with a concerned frown through the rearview mirror.
She had looked very shaken when he had hurried down to the graveyard with an umbrella to cover her from the rain. She usually looked devastated after visiting the graveyard, not shaken. So he couldn't help but wonder what she had seen or what had happened.
