Liam and the siblings look at me, dumbfounded. Only Nathaniel acts very calmly, going to the kitchen to grab drinks for everyone. Liam is the first one to react after a minute of heavy silence.
“Wait, what?”
“It’s as I said. Our mother was… mentally unstable. She was often depressed or anxious. She had been ill for a few months before it happened, and she had a sort of… crisis. She went mad and… aggressive. She stabbed my father.”
“The police report did mention that Alice Blackwood was under serious medication for her mental health.”
I just nod. I really don’t feel like reminiscing any further, so I’m not going to give any detail. This is the darkest memory of my seven-year-old self, and I don’t want to linger on it any more than necessary. It seems like Nathaniel already d
