Teach me how to handle a gun

This past few weeks have been going great, with no problems whatsoever, Sandra has laid low, and for the time being. Alex's warning scared the shit out of her.

Laura was feeling restless, her hormones are not tempering Justice with mercy. She stood from her sitting position on the big bed covered with a red bedspread and began pacing around.

She mistakenly knock down a file that was on the mini drawer beside the bed. She would have kept it back if it didn't have her father's name written in bold letters.

She read the content of the file and her heart shattered into million pieces, she couldn't believe her eyes.

She stomped downstairs with the file, her eyes bloodshot read. When she got to the dining table, she yanked Sandra by her hair "you bitch" she yelled.

Her choice of words surprised everyone sitting at the table, she pushed Sandra causing her to stumble and fall.

"You and that your witch of a mother caused his death, you killed my father." She gave h