38 Megan
I couldn’t stay in the house. I just couldn’t. All of a sudden it no longer felt like home. I felt vulnerable, scared, alone. The police wanted to take a statement from me to find out what had happened before they got to the house, and I told them I’d rather do it at the station. At that point in time I just wanted to be away from the house.
I didn’t tell them about the knife. I didn’t see the point. After they knocked, the police called through the letterbox so we knew it was them. Chris went and opened the door, and I put the knife back where it belonged. I told them he’d come into the kitchen, so I had to try and hide the phone. That’s why I’d gone quiet. I didn’t say that to protect anyone — it’s mostly the truth — but I thought it was best to leave out the bit about me bran
