Moments of Weakness
Elizabeth’s mouth went dry as she tried to come up with a plausible reason for the painting. Everything that came to mind was either to far fetched or filled with holes. She stood there scrambling to get hold of one solid believable thought but the harder she tried the more she floundered. It would have been so much easier if it had all just been a dream. Giving up coming up with a believable story Elizabeth was just going to have to tell them the truth and risk them all running from the house or having her committed.
“We found it yesterday in one of the boxes.”
“We did?” Addison asked looking at Jan in suspicion. Jan just nodded her head standing her ground.
“You might have been in the bathroo
