The eldest of them was already insisting to go because they won't make it early if they delay the ride.
"Come on, Percival, just a picture for memories' sake!" his aunt Margaret pressed.
"But we really need to go, it might rain anytime..." he asserted. "We had a great time, though. Enjoy your weekend."
"Okay, we better do it while you're on the car. And, give these to my sister, will you?"
"Alright aunt. We really hope to stay but mom and dad can't come here, so we need to get back."
"No problem, send them our love. Be safe," his aunt resorted.
The camera ticked, and their beams were imprinted on film just before the car accelerated.
A few miles from their aunt's mansion, rain suddenly poured. The tiny droplets hitting the windshield became larger drips which created loud planks at the roof of their buggy. His younger sister Amy said that they should find a temporary stop and let the rain arrive at a calm. However, Percival was upholding to his decision of not letting any further delays.
They drove past overgrowth of trees, fields and open lands but the rain has not stopped still after three hours. On a particular edge of the road after leaving Pittsburgh, it became darker because of more trees preventing the scant light coming from the sky when...
They reached a cliff which led their car into a deep lake. The picture that their aunt had taken was the last of the Arkinton siblings' smiles.