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ly. "Alright, Sarah

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happened? Tell me this isn'

ly, his eyes red, his h

... they' re saying you killed those

hy would you do such a thing? After everything Pa

' s tear-streaked face to he

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in the air, c

the corner. This wasn' t grief or panic, it w

s stared,

ry pleaded, tears streaming down h

I do,

when she looked at her mother,

her father. "Under my name. It' s for Michael. Make

stared,

' t tell Michael his sister is a murderer. Pleas

s almost didn' t catch it, "Tell him I di

ther, a new, terrible unders

ssibly mean? Prot

ighten in his stomach.