Pandemonium
Abigail came back to a pool of blood at the foot of the staircase and none of the house helps were looking in her direction,
"she locked herself up in her room", he said and to continue "and when your Aunty Ada went there she didn't let her in till we told her about your mother". He looked at me and I just stared at the stain of coffee on Ms.Angeline's table. The stain was ugly and round like a rock , and for a second I wished I was a rock, stagnant, inanimate, family-less and without emotion. If I were a rock, this sick murderous anger would not be bubbling inside of me making me want to reach for my uncle and hit him because he was the spitting image of my father; his brother. I didn't spe