It couldn't be true. I just couldn't be.
Macy kept telling herself this, but in her mind, she'd see Maxie laying in a back alley. Unconscious. Still.
A shiver went through her.
"How? How could this have happened?" Were they just trying to scare her? Was this a late trick or treat prank? NO WAY COULD MAXIE BE DEAD.
"I don't think anyone really knows..I mean..why..he did it." Molly tried to explain, but she couldn't seem to give her any details.
"Let me speak to Ste." She knew he was there.
"No. No..he's been through so much..as it is." Molly told her he was the one who found him. Maxie was in his own bed. Asleep. "He thought he..was..asleep."
Macy shivered. She remember that bed. A little thin. Lumpy too.
She winced tears. Why? In that bed? The simplest questions could not be answered.
Macy didn't know what to tell Molly, but she needed to talk to Maxie's brother. She had to tell him she was pregnant with Maxie's child.