Megan really had no idea what could be so wrong. Was someone sick? Hurt? A sense of dread welled up inside her. Never having dealt with anything really serious in her life, she didn’t know how to handle it.
Seeing Hannah’s eyes well up, Megan’s got glassy too. “Wh-what?”
When Hannah broke down, Megan threw her arms around her. She still really didn’t understand what was going on. Looking at the note on the ground, she contorted her neck so she could see it.
“Bloody hell…” Tears rolled down Megan’s cheeks. “Hannah…” What could she even say? A lump formed in her throat. “I am so sorry…” Her mother…was dead. Pulling Hannah into a tight embrace, she hoped it would console her.