Chapter 21
The morning was gloomy, the sky was foreshadowing a terrorizing storm that was going to enter Miseburgh and end it all. It was one of those days. Myra woke up at 12, she hoped for the sun to be out and shining like always but it wasn't. Loads of snow had built up outside her house and numerous missed calls were left on her face. She got up with an aching headache, she grabbed her phone and checked out all the calls. Most of them were from her mother, Clarissa and a few of them were from Bertha. Myra rubbed her eyes and got up, as the clock ticked, her memories rushed back into her head. She killed her father and saved her grandmother.
“Hello, mama?” Myra called her back immediately and said. She was worried if something else happened to her grandmother because her mother wou
