Richard stood at the entrance, a broad and towering figure that took up considerable space from the wide entrance of the large kitchen.
Aunt Janna glowered fiercely at her before replying “How do you get over the death of your best friends? Tell me Richard, how do you let it go?” Janna spat in anger. It felt like he always nagged her to let it go and she was finally tired of hearing it.
“You forget that Reece was my brother. I’m not asking you to forget their memory I’m simply saying you should stop acting like they died yesterday. “ Richard answered in annoyance and I couldn’t help but marvel at his insensitivity.
“You hated Reece!” Janna suddenly exploded. My eyes widened as I stared at my uncle. I remembered how everyone kept telling me an insider was at work against my parents. Coul
