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The Haunting of Chloe Mc Murderess – cont.
Jeremy, meet my sister Clare. Clare Macbeth.
Sister? You don’t have a sister. Never had a sister, answered the dumb teddy bear.
Never will have a sister, he added.
I agree that Clare is not a physical presence, but she does exist.
How?
If I am to go on the run, which is looking more and more likely, I’m going to have to break my parole conditions. Which means they will be looking for a Chloe Macbeth, right?
But my mother’s name was Clare, and so I’ve got bits of identification in her name. The gas bill is still in her name, ‘cos I never got round to putting it in my name. The electric bill is in the name of Mrs C Macbeth.
There are a couple of letters addressed to a Clare Macbeth, i.e. my Mum.
So, using these documents I have open
