DENIS’S POV
The night of the party
Denis got into the Jeep and slammed the door shut.
He looked at his sister on the passenger seat, she was weeping uncontrollably.
He kept quiet for a while and let her cry till she was satisfied.
Denver never liked people interrupting her tears. She always went berserk whenever someone tried to calm her down, so he let her be until the crying died down to sniffs.
The car was quiet for a while.
He had absolutely nothing to say, so did she.
Then he spoke up. “I don’t know what happened back there Denver.”
“I don’t know either.” Denver replied.
They were quiet again.
“Why would she say those things about mum like she knew mum.” Denver said. “Why would mum keep such things away from us?”
He didn’t know what to say. Nothing was making sense.
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