. the clean of water and herbs ... to blend in the forest and not stand out.The path forked, she took the left. A hundred yards it forked again ... ri...ht ... then right and left. To forget meant slow agony and death in the pits hidden on the path.A flicker of light from a folded back curtain ... gone ... fireflies are more noticeable unless you know who is looking. Looking to see if you belong and ready to tap out a warning if you don't.There were square corners and straight lines in the gloom. "Nicole Thompson."My words ring over the sound of the river as a hushed whisper almost asif I'd recited a witch's spell. The accused visibly squirms, his mouthno doubt dry as he attempts to muster a rebuttal."May, what on earth are you talking about? You're accusing me of crimesyou weren't alive to see!" Wrong! I was born June 3, 1998. The same day you murdered Nicole." Itake another deep breath. Keeping my composure under thesecircumstances is difficult. "Nicole was a simple girl. A. More

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