Chapter Thirty-Nine
Chapter Thirty-Nine "I don't know, dear." Dori's voice wobbled. "He looks so happy in those pictures. Why would he kill himself?" A sob tore through Sam. "I don't know. Please leave it be." She spun around. "You have to know, Mom. You were his wife. We were happy. I see it in your eyes in all the pictures. Why'd he do it?" "Some things are better left …" "No, Mom. It's long overdue. I want some answers. WHY DID HE DO IT?" Other than the wind howling outside the window and rain slapping at the glass, there was only the sound of the large grandfather clock ticking away. "Was I such a disappointment to him?" "No!" Her mom’s look of horror was almost enough to make her stop asking. "Why then?" "Oh, Sam." She burst into tears. Sam rushed to her side, wrapping her arms around her, hol
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