At My Children's Friend's House

I want you to understand that I'm not upset with them.

I know they must think I am, I'm sure that they told you I must be so angry at them and that's why you're protecting them.

But I'm not, truly. I just want them to be safe, I need to know that they're ok.

And I'm in no way impugning your honesty or anything, but I need to see them to confirm that they're ok, for my piece of mind.

Please, can I see them?

Oh, thank you, yes of course I'll wait here.

YOU FUCKING KIDS ARE DEAD!