Here is the next part of our story.
Unless the time had come for us to do our duty.
Agatha must have seen it coming. But what had she seen exactly. My death? Her’s? Both of us? Or something worse?
I had to talk to her. But how, how could I get through to her when only mum could reach her in this state. I knew one thing for certain I had to try.
Ann in her rage about the death of her boyfriend was a danger to everything my sister and I stood for. I didn’t want to kill her, but I had to keep her silent.
Catching her unawares I jumped on her back…
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