“How could I have been so stupid? I’ve got to get that picture back.” She nervously grabbed her left wrist and tugged at her bracelet.
Donnie looked at his sister. He never could stand to see her in any pain. Whatever or whomever was causing the discomfort would be taken care of. It had always been that way. He peeked around the corner and watched their mother. She was working diligently arranging and rearranging the photos to her liking.
“Look, Gracie, we’re not getting that picture back, so we need to think of something else.”
He led her to the library. He could always think better there. It was the smell of the leather bound books that relaxed him, gave him the courage to open his Pandora’s Box. He remembered sitting in his father’s leather chair, feeling the expensive material beneath his fingers. It made him feel strong and powerful. It was in that room that he devised the plan to get rid of Patience.
Grace read his mind. “Donnie, you can’t possibly think we can do to mother what we did to Patience.”
Donnie looked at his sister. He never could stand to see her in any pain. Whatever or whomever was causing the discomfort would be taken care of. It had always been that way. He peeked around the corner and watched their mother. She was working diligently arranging and rearranging the photos to her liking.
“Look, Gracie, we’re not getting that picture back, so we need to think of something else.”
He led her to the library. He could always think better there. It was the smell of the leather bound books that relaxed him, gave him the courage to open his Pandora’s Box. He remembered sitting in his father’s leather chair, feeling the expensive material beneath his fingers. It made him feel strong and powerful. It was in that room that he devised the plan to get rid of Patience.
Grace read his mind. “Donnie, you can’t possibly think we can do to mother what we did to Patience.”
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