"It scared you." He knew enough of the story, but didn't have much in the way of a first hand account. He certainly never asked his mum about it. Why would he? He hated upsetting people, but especially his parents. He never wanted them to feel angry or sad or mad on his account. "The diary..." He hesitated. She was his mum, but she was also nearly his age. Maybe talking about it would help, maybe she needed to talk and it was selfish for him to hold back. He didn't know. "What happened with it wasn't your fault."