C37 Jack

"What's going on?" Mom asked me as she stepped forward, turning immediately to Crista for help, but I stopped her.

"Don't help her," I murmured, displaying no emotion in my voice.

To my astonishment, my mother released the grasp I had on her arm and went to check on Crista, who was already lying on the ground with her tears continuously falling down.

"Crista, relax and take a deep breath