More tears flowed from Zachary's eyes. "Go away! That's a lie. I don't ever want to play with you again." Zachary jumped down from the tree and ran towards Jim. Jim's eyes widen and then dropping the stick he made it to the door of the funernal home before Zachary could reach him and disappeared inside.
Zachary stayed outside the door. Waves of naseau overtook him and he retched on the front steps.
"Oh baby, my baby, I am so sorry." Abby sat on landing unmindful of the black sheath she was unused to wearing and gathered her son in her arms and cradled him rocking gently. Zachary's small chest convulsed as he gasped for breath between each sob.
"We are okay. We'll be okay." Abby didn't know if she said this for Zachary's sake as much as for her own. When the crying lessened, she led Zachary to their car and carefully belted him in the back seat. They drove home in silence to the farm house they had shared with Oscar and would no longer.
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