Strudel walked into his house.

“Where were you?” his mom asked.

“Pia’s” said Strudel.

“Go eat,” Pearl said angrily. “Your food’s getting cold”

The doorbell rang.   “I’ll get that” said Pearl.

Strudel picked up a piece of chicken and followed his mom to the door. There were 2 policemen. Pearl went outside with them && shut the door.

“You’re in trouble” said Potter.

“Shut up, Potter” Strudel slinked down into his seat.

About 10 minutes later, Pearl came inside. “Strudel, can we talk upstairs?” she said.

“Trouble!” Potter said again.

“Potter, go do something” said Pearl.

When they got in Strudel’s room, Pearl pulled out a paper. “This is for you” she said. “From Tom”

Strudel took the paper and read it out loud.  “Strudel- Sorry for putting you through this. People are gonna say it’s your fault that I died. Well, it is. You may think ‘Why did he already have the gun, then?’ I brought it because I was gonna shoot you. You got lucky”