The wind was cool against Jayden's skin, whispering softly a song of empathy into his ear. He stood by the river bank, staring at the vast, wide and deep water, wondering just how far his parents had gone, how deep they had sunk, how much they had struggled, before finally giving up the ghost to rest in a better place. He felt a surge of emotions swarming inside of him, hate, anger, pain, agony, all emotions troubled his peace of mind. There, in the depth of that harsh water, laid the souls of Mr and Mrs Knox, his own parents. His eyes fell closed, a prayer whispered in his mind. A prayer to and for his parents. "I hope you find peace together, walking into the afterlife hand in hand, loving each other even more than ever now. I hope that you keep watch over us as the clouds during the day and the stars during the night. I hope that you never leave Ella and i for a single moment, watch our every steps and keep on the right path." His phone started vibrating in his pocket but he s