Falsely Accused
Fifty-Three.
I’m muddled, demented, befuddled and addled. Naomi was one of those people you could never mistake for a murderer. She was nice and good-hearted. She stood with me on all the journeys I walked. Apart from normal sister arguments, there was never a challenge between her and me that we couldn’t handle.
That confession from Naomi isn’t a normal confession. We walk out of the hospital as she is taken to the hospital.
I don’t wish her dead, I don’t want her to suffer, I just want her to realize her mistakes and maybe look for those she’s wronged and get their forgiveness.
We didn’t get to eat because of the drama that occurred. I feel so sorry for Naomi. One thing that may never get answered is; what was she doing in his house? Why did she kill him? Was there
