I sit down onto it carefully. Kieran sits down next to me, and he starts to push his legs backwards and forwards slowly.
" This is very relaxing." I sigh. I turn toward him. "I have a feeling you do not want to talk about it, but I cannot understand though, I felt that car slam into you and I heard the metal crunch."
" I cannot tell you everything. Not because I don't want to, but because I am not allowed to."
" Not allowed by who?"
He smiles sadly, "That is the part I cannot tell you."
I frown and take a bite from the croissant still pinched between my fingers. While I chew, I look across the garden at a crow sitting on the wooden fence, hidden in the shadows of a large ash tree. It feels as if the crow's beady eyes are staring at me fixedly and it gives me the chills.
Kieran follows my gaze and his shoulders drop despondently when he sees the crow.