Rejecting The Truth

Kate was silent.

Suzy queried. “Don’t you think you’re way over your head? You came here alone and clearly you knew how powerful I am.”

“You know what would a normal person would do when she’s grieving. I learned this in psychology that a person who lost someone or got hurt needs a closure.”

“And I’m the flour you wanted to beat on the floor?”

“More like beat you to death.” Kate shook her head. “But I guess the other way around works too.”

Suzy beamed. “On what particular did I do to earn this hate?”

“Do not pretend you didn’t know who’s family you killed.”

“I-I’m sorry, but I killed a lot of people and I hardly remember any of their names. You must understand that the number of people I’ve killed is quite a stellar. You have to be more specific.”

“I am the daughter of Troy and Penelope Anderson.”

Suzy delightful expression vanished. Her thought spiraled with questions. “I never thought that you’d appear. We assumed you died too.”