GRIEF; Hazel's parents are no more

RAMON

Anger, worry and confusion....every single emotion in between consumes me. My body goes numb from the words Philip Amos had just spoken on the phone.

My eyes fall to Bertha's, sitting across from me and giving me a just-as-worried look. It falls quiet. Too quiet.

"Sir-" Philip says through the phone, trying his best to regain my attention. Bertha and I make silent eye contact, and she takes that moment to leave without another word.

I'm frozen in my place. Unable to make a sound. I must have heard him wrong. There's no way this could have happened. Not to Hazel. She doesn't deserve something like this.

Why is the moon goddess so cruel? Why can't she give us a break? I clench my jaw and squeeze the phone tighter in my grasp.

"Don't." I snap into the microphone. "We will be there in a few hours, Philip. Thank you." My voice is harsh, as I try to collect my thoughts.

Instead of ending the phone call like any normal man, my anger gets the best of me and the phone turns into parts in