David immediately intervened:
I didn't steal them.
I don’t care what you call them now!
My voice resounds the room.
Why did I know nothing?
- Sarah was crying.
Because my dad wanted to protect you.
“Stop using the word “protected” when you want to say “deadly.”
No one answered.
But Jake didn't have all the answers either.
Linda wrote that there was a fight that evening.
Richard.
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Sarah.
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David.
She had heard the voices in the kitchen.
Then he saw me down the stairs, dizzy.
The last thing Linda had written down was that, the next morning, my children had asked them not to talk to me about the fight until the doctors had established exactly what had happened.
- And after that? I asked.
Jake is hesitant.
Mom's gone.
Because he was stealing?
- No.
Then why?
Because someone paid for it.
I looked at Sarah.
Then to David.
- You're going to?
"No," said David.
