"My condolences Trevor."
"Thanks." Trevor grunted, his eyes wells up but he dare not shed a tear.
It was becoming next to impossible to listen to the guests. Their moans causing the pains of his parent's death to creep underneath his skin.
His heart aches bitterly but he stood there at the cemetery, staring at the letters engraved on the stone.
When he first got the news of his parent's sudden demise, Trevor couldn't bring himself to accept it.
He was only eighteen, he needed his parents the most at this age, but they were snatched away from him because of the helmsman's lack of experience.
The captain had failed to meet up with his parent's departure time, and instead of waiting or postponing the trip, it was said that the helmsman was confident he could steer the ship-but unfortunately, everyone on board including the helmsman died from his incompetency.
