"Ronald stood with his legs wide, looking like a farmer ready to plow the fields. "I can"t put the shovel down. I gotta make sure no one ever hurts Sydney again."
My mouth dropped as my brain registered Ronald"s state of mind. This kid was clearly a few carrots short of a healthy diet. "By burying her in a grave? How is covering her with dirt preventing her from getting hurt?"
Ronald jabbed the shovel in the ground, "Apparently, judging by the fact she dated that jerk Matt, she likes to go out with guys who are mean and abusive. He controlled her and made her do things she didn"t want to do. She"s not even attracted to guys like me. I have worshipped her for years. I know everything about her, including what kind of shampoo she uses. It makes her smell like lavender and chamomile. I know
