Chapter 5

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I fall out of my chair. Images flash before my eyes. My childhood, I am swinging on my beautiful wooden swing. I start to grow and grow from a baby to a toddler, child, teenager then I'm gone. Now I see myself running, I fall and my face is pale. I look 15, four years from now. the light leaves my eyes. Then Phillip comes into view, holding a knife standing next to a beautiful black haired woman.

My eyes focus now and I am still in the Safe House with Phillip. He is staring at me. "We must go somewhere private, then you tell me what you saw."

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