September 1927
168 Words
We didn’t celebrate Christmas again, at least no words were said. Edward also went back to ignoring my existence and I was back to my normal self. Me, Mum and Dad were out hunting, we had asked Edward but he had suspiciously said he had other things to do. We were making our way back towards the house when I smelt a fresh trail only seconds old and the trail belonged to Edward. I looked at Mum and Dad, I was standing apart from them so they didn’t smell the trail like I did. They turned to look at me.
“I wanted to stay out here a bit if that's okay?” they nodded and carried on towards the house. When they were far enough away I took off following the trail. I followed it all the way to the edge of the woods.
“He didn’t go hunting then.” I told myself and turned around. Standing behind me was Mum and Dad holding a piece of paper.
“No he didn’t, he's left.”
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