"How is everyone in your house?" Haley asked Peter as they roamed across the hallway. In working days, this place would look like a busy road filled with traffic. But for a day, it has come to stillness.
Peter forced a smile on his face. "You mean. My dad! He is fine." He said with a low tone.
The cold wind was chiming in from the gaps of the windows and giving Peter shivers though they were all closed. It was kinda cold that was harsh, without any indication of warmth.
She held his gaze. "Your mom. She didn't come back?" She muttered slowly.
He averted his gaze and shook his head slightly. "She left home. She left us. Why would she come back? She will never come back." He paused and heaved a deep sigh. "What about your mom? How is she?" He asked calmly.