Last time(PARKER POV)

I’ve gotten my ass kicked all morning at training. My brain isn’t working with my body and I can’t seem to focus.

I’m usually not able to be taken down by my warriors, but I’ve gone down three times in the last hour.

As we finish up training, I get a few worried looks, but no one bothers asking what is going on. I suppose my demeanor isn't exactly inviting for questions.

I plop down on the grass next to the field, laying back, and looking up at the sky. Closing my eyes, my mind travels to my mom and dad. They say time heals all, but I'm not sure losing them is a wound that will ever close.

My mom would know what to say to fix this. Though I’m not entirely sure there’s anything left to fix. She was always good with words. Good with the hard stuff.

I sense someone approaching, but I don’t bother opening my eyes. Maybe whoever it is will get the hint and just go away. They sit down on the grass next to me, but say nothing.

I peeked out of one eye, seeing Cami lying next to