I understand
that I have been vague in my updates for the past few weeks and there was a
reason for that.
Suspense
gets views.
Also, I’ve
been dealing with a difficult situation that I wasn’t necessarily ready to
discuss with all of you. So I didn’t.
But now it’s
somewhat resolved so let’s get into it.
First thing
you should know: Jason is still missing. The news reported that Charlotte’s
body was found and the police confirmed that she was responsible for the death
of the politicians so as far as everyone is concerned, the case is closed. The
police are no longer asking my family for questioning however in their latest
voicemail, they asked me to contact them if I heard from Jason.
I haven’t.
I don’t even know how to get a hold of him at this point. We are afraid to go
home even if our names have been cleared because, frankly, our actions were
suspicious and I don’t know how to answer their questions just yet.
Maybe Jason
went home. Maybe he’s sitting at the kitchen table eating breakfast as we speak;
just waiting for us to walk through the police tape.
The thought
had occurred to me. Maybe I should follow up. Just to make sure.
The other
thing you need to know is: I found the killer that was stalking us.
It was Casey.
Turns out
she wasn’t as okay with everything as she seemed.
She picked
up a knife at one of our million rest stops and snuck out. Because I didn’t
think to suspect her.
She said
she wanted people to find the trail of bodies and follow it to us. To me.
I admit I
was caught between anger and pride.
I waited so
long to be able to share my life with my children. I lost my change with Sandra.
Jason may be lost to me for good. And now there’s Casey. Who killed without any
remorse, and though her intention was to hurt me, I found myself oddly
intrigued at the idea of teaching this little psychopath.
Or I could
have just killed her as revenge and to keep my secret safe.
She’s not
family. Not really. James might get over it – I didn’t tell him any of this,
any of what she confessed in anger when I told her that our journey wasn’t over
– but what else might we lose if Casey died?
A second
chance?
So I
decided not to kill her. Instead I gave her a choice: take some pointers from
me, or I let James know exactly what his daughter did to his wife and he can decide
her fate. I knew he wouldn’t hurt her but she didn’t know that.
She took my
offer of assistance.
Then I told
James the truth.
He was
angry with me for keeping the secret. And for thinking about killing Casey. He
said she’s family now. And you don’t kill family. As much as you might want to.
So Casey
lives no matter what.
And I might
as well teach her how to kill properly since she seems to have taken to it
naturally.
It’s all I
ever wanted in a daughter. And now I have her.
Later in
the day, I’m going to go check out the house. Just in case. I’ll do some
inventory and see what the police did or did not find.
And then
maybe we’ll take a little family outing to a local kill spot. See what Casey
can really do.
It has occurred
to me that the last time we were here, it didn’t end well. A girl in the house
wanted to kill and she was murdered for it.
I’m not as
concerned this time. Casey isn’t Sandra. She isn’t family no matter James says.
If she gets
herself killed for what she did, then she dies.
I’ll sleep
well.
As always,
dear readers,
Stay Safe
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