Exploring The Painting

I barely walk out into the hall. I found a picture and got lost looking at it. A painting of Women in a picture with a baby and little boys with her. She has red hair, the baby has blonde hair. The women is wearing a black dress. The baby is wrapped in a white blanket. The boy that's next to her looks like he is 14 has white long hair.

He is wearing a black suit and same for the other boys that are around his age. The other with red hair and the boy on the bench infront of them with black hair. There is a boy under the bench that's hard to see. I wonder who that boy is and what he really looks like.

"Do you like the painting?" A soothing voice asked from behind.

I turn around in panic not sure if I was being rude or not. He looks like the boy with black hair... but older and longer hair. bulled back into a hair tie. 6'5" He stands there and smiles down to me. Okay being 5'4" right now is making me feel really small right now, my heart races. He has a white tshirt on and black jeans his soft smile helps me calm down a bit. I look into his eyes and they are dark blue. I give a soft smile back.

"You startled me and yes this painting is beautiful. Are you one of the boys in the painting?" I asked trying to calm down.

"Yes, I'm the boy on the bench. That's my mother and brothers." He said, his eyes water a little bit and look away.

"But that was a long time ago. Let's find the others. We all need to talk." He said with a straight face.

Looking more serious before. I feel a bit anxious, but what other choice do I have? I look at him and nod. He starts walking and I follow...