You Cannot Blame

Prologue (1/2)

"Is it so easy to break someone so strong?
That accident will always remain in my mind and soul how she died."
Ericka Wilson.

It was a normal day in my life, like any other day. I woke up brushed my teeth and ate breakfast with my mother. The bus driver was on leave because he sprained his ankle. I asked Mom to pick me up on the way back home. So I will wait for her near the bus stand. It was getting cold, the street light flickered for a few seconds and the darkness was away with the light and so were my dark thoughts. Several hours passed with no sign of her. What happened? Why is it taking so long?

I saw a car coming my way and it pulled over sideways. It was a police car. I felt a shiver down my spine as the door opened and a lady officer came near me and started to question me.

Can you please tell me your name?

Without thinking I replied, yes my name is Erika, Erica Wilson

And you are the daughter of?

I am the daughter of Dylan Wilson.

Before she can ask me more questions I intercepted her, what is this all about? What is happening?

Please try to cooperate with us, There was an accident down the street between a car and a truck. The truck driver is safe and under our custody. As for the lady driving the car, I am sorry to say she is no more.

N-No!... No... it can't be. She said... She said... My leg forfeited and I crashed on the ground bending my knees.

"Please, get a hold of yourself," Officer said

"No n... No wait, I believe you got the wrong person." Erika said

Your mother's name is Katherine Wilson, she works as a detective. She was on her way to pick you up.

She knows me. She is my mother's friend, who saw my photo frame on her table in the mansion. they have talked before but her face is still kind of a blur. I didn't pay attention to it at that moment.

Her words for some reason sounded like a gag to me. Nothing makes sense anymore. My eyes blurred as the place got more and more swarthy around the edges of my eyes.