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2024-10-29 19:42:56The sound of the door has me up on my feet like a dog. Lindsey and Helena watch as I hurry to the archway and peer into the hall. David is at the end in the foyer, closing and locking the door behind him. He's home earlier than usual, and I couldn't have hoped for more.
"David," I breathe and rush over, "what happened with the man? He's dead, isn't he? Do you know why she did it?"
"How do you know about that?" He asks, taken-back.
"Lindsey and I were there."
"Why were you there? Were you looking for the scene?" He questions.
"No, we weren't. We were just walking to the gardens, and we saw it happen. W-We left right after and ran back home."
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