[ WP ] Justify to an innocent child why they ca n't console their parents as they grieve over their ten-year-old 's death .

`` But why not?'' asked the kid, in a whiny, pleading voice. 
 `` You just ca n't kid, that's not the way this sorta thing works.'' I took a drag on the cigarette I was currently burning through. The parents themselves looked heartbroken, not exactly a pretty sight really, but then again, no-one looks pretty when they're crying. 
 `` But... WHY!?!'' The kid burst into tears, going unheard by the parents, who were lost in their own grief. 
 `` Trust me, in a situation like this kid, you are the last thing they wan na see, really.'' I took another pull on the cigarette, almost down to the filter. `` What you need to do is let them come to terms they're own way, give it a while.'' 
 I glanced over at the kid in question, small, kinda scrawny, tears and snot creating a god-awful mess of his face. Being the first on the scene, it was always these kinds of things I had to deal with. 
 `` You, you think they're gon na be okay?'' the kid asked, wiping away the amalgamation of tears and mucus from his face onto his sleeve. 
 `` I do kid, I really do, it'll just take time is all.'' The cigarette finally gave up, now spent of its highly addictive, but ever so enticing nicotine. 
 `` Come on kid, best leave them to it.'' I reached out for his hand, and tentatively, he took mine. Turning my back on the grieving parents, I picked up my scythe as I headed out the door, pulled up my hood against the cold November air, and added one more name to my list of collections for the day: 
 *Name: Griffiths, Michael 
 *Age: 10 
 *Cause of Death: Suicide. 

