"I hope it was a dream," Tracey says
"Because last week, I went into her office and it happened again. I relieved everything again. My mom was sleeping on her couch, with a book open on her chest, and Ice stood by the side table. I saw her put something in the glass and then she wakes up my mom and then hands it to her with some pills" Tracey continues.
"Well, maybe it's possible that what she added in the water was some tranquillizers," I say. I was trying to make sense of it.
"But I immediately saw my mom start reacting after she took them. It is all so confusing and blurry" Tracey says.
Deep down I know Tracey will not just invent things like this to justify her dislike for someone. even though she was a kid and well in her mischievous years, she wouldn't say something like this.
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