If Lillian had hoped to expect an ounce of sympathy from her sister, she was to be sorely disappointed.
Patricia was livid at her return. ‘Have you forgotten why people ended up in this mosquito-infested hell-hole in the first place?’
Lillian knew Patricia would be hurt by her prolonged absence but her sister’s appearance shocked her. Patricia had always been thin but never wasted. Her frayed, patched dress hung off her emaciated frame.
‘I was only borrowing the paints. Olivia never used them so I didn’t think she’d notice. I started to forget to put them back where they belonged because I was using them so often.’
‘I was so afraid this day would come. You and your stealing! Don’t even try to say it wasn’t your fault. I know you’ll be more likely to swear to the truth on your precious
