seven hours since the death of my bastard of a stepfather. I walked over to a store where th

s through the speakers. I felt a stab in my chest as my mother's face a

definitely

im; even if I have had dreams like that a millio

ut all I got was silence. I knew something was wrong because my husband was the type to increase the television volume when no one else was at home." S

t want to jump to conclusions; I didn't want to believe what I saw. I turned to my right to see my husband pinned to the wall with

lies. She was protecting me. She didn't have to, but she

d all this. If I weren't going to see who had sent the letter, George wouldn't have asked me to get him a beer; no

d out what ha

out what was

*******

the stares I got from all angles. The worst were the wh

things. I checked on my mom, but she wasn't there, probably with a neighbour since the house was now a

t the spot where I stood when it all happened. I walked over to the kitch

rder w

yself before jumping through

expecting someone else when I turned around to see Dave. "How a

answer, open

to receive an answer to. Yet. "And I know something else no one knows," he whi

hat is

home, weren't you?" He glared at me, daring me to deny it

Maybe I don

try to hide it from me,"

my locker to see the same black envelope I had thrown in front of

d behind me as he looked

search on the envelope. I opened it to

k ar

ngs, but nothing looked suspicious. I looked back at the letter before stuffing it in my pock

pping me and turning me around to face him. "What's going on? I know

ered, okay? You were right. I was at home when he died, and my mom was doing the chores. I got a letter like this yesterday". I brought out the letter, em

. I warned him to stop, but he wouldn't listen and continued talking. I closed my eyes and shouted loud; when I opened it, George was hanging on

uperpowers or w

" Why are you asking this type of question?

ry? Like that time with Ben and the

serious here", I run a fru

ing to help t

od you got,

cops what happened?". He ask

ct if I come out now and say I was there when my mom fi

going to tell the cops the real story or allow your mother's

," I answer, staring into thin air,

wn here, do nothing, and wait fo

ce him with the letter in hand. "I'm going to look for who is sendi