"What's the problem?" Vicky asked.
Connor's phone vibrated. He looked at it, and looked at Vicky.
"Let's go!" Connor said. He walked to the door. He kept the rose on the table, and walked outside.
Vicky followed him. She walked to the car, and looked back at the house. Without saying a word, she got into the car.
Connor started the engine, and drove away.
"Dad?"
"What?" Connor asked, as he concentrated on the road.
"After the fire, did they find mom's body?" Vicky asked. She stared at Connor.
Connor glanced at her. He remained quiet.
"Dad?" Vicky asked.
"Vicky, not now, okay? I barely got any sleep these past two days, and I get very irritated when someone asks me questions while I'm driving. So drop it, okay?" Connor said.
"Okay," Vicky said. She looked at Connor as he stared at the road. She turned her head towards the window, and stared outside. Before she knew it she had fallen asleep.
