Sure, after a day, two, maybe a week's mourning, they'll start to realise they don't have to go through the pain of having to drive two kids to the local train station anymore. Joy~
Just one good child, one son who doesn't give them grief by having morning classes, or trying to get to school to attend commitments.
Or trying desperately not to fail the HSC year, which they believe so adamantly she's fucked up permanently...because she overuses her phone data and calls her boyfriend at night... for help with her assignments.
Video games? psh. At least his phone doesn't wake them up in the morning half an hour earlier than they need to.
At least he doesn't cry so easily.
At least he has more willpower to live.
At least he is a USEFUL child.
At least he's worth keeping.

*

To Sabbers, hopefully safely at her destination:

You may just be the one telling secrets to my grave rather than the other way around. Who knows, things can get dangerous when people no longer listen to what you say. They might just start regretting that they didn't pay more attention before you were gone.