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"Where is your mother?" Father rushed as soon as we arrived home.
My stomach turned as I remembered the scene. "She said she would visit the Luna's! Their son has been awfully sick and she's been worried about him. She thought bringing them berries would be a nice get well soon" Aaliyah smiles and again I was hit with a sickened feeling.
How twisted must you be? To lie straight to our fathers face about the woman he loved and trusted. "I see" my father puts away his paperwork "perhaps we should send a message out to them, I wouldn't want her coming all the way back in the storm" he takes his glasses off pinching his nose bridge.
He looked tired. "If you want I can write the letter!" Aaliyah offered and my father sent a warm smile to her. MY father, the man who is strictly my father. Not this dogs father... not this killers father.
"I'll go and write it now!" She turns and gave one quick glance at me before leaving.
Now was my chance, I could tell father. I could tell him all the things I saw, or should I explain the heaviness of the body as Aaliyah had forced me to help her.
"Rae. Do you have something to tell me?" He asked. Do I? She was proper bad...is it really sad if she's gone? "No" I grin.
