Chapter 62

Snow

I enter the shop that Mrs Wells was in and is now coming out of and I intentionally bump into her making her drop her items.

"What in the world is–" She starts but stops when she realises it was me that bumped into her. I flash her an innocent smile.

"Oops. Sorry." I giggle. "Let me help you." The plan here is to annoy her so much that she might tell me what she's going to do to me. Or what she planned on doing to me in order to hurt me.

"You." She snarls. "Aren’t you supposed to be in a hospital? You're supposed to be dead." Point one marked down.

"Yeah, well, I'm not. I'm a tough woman. You should know that." She looks at me with disgust. I maintain my smile. I kneel down and pick her stuff for her. She snatches them from me, still scowling.

"I don't have time for you." She says. "Let me pass."

"Oh I actually wanted to talk to you about something which is very important. It's about your son." She stops and turns to look at me, glaring swords and daggers at me. This woman