Murder then what?

Chapter 2

"What do you mean not like him?"

"He just isn't on good sides with this family." Maple looks down and starts picking at her fingernails.

"Who is it?" I ask her.

"You know Mr. Primerson?" She looks up at me.

"How could I forget him? He is the Mayor. Not only that when father died he did nothing, not even let someone dig a hole to put his body in! I despise that guy."

"Well, you can't judge him just because of that. He had a lot of things to worry about at the time than our father's death."

My mouth drops open just a tad bit. "How could you say that? Out of us three girls you were the one who hated him the most. What happened?"

"Well maybe I matured a bit and found out you can't hold a grudge against him..."

I get up and start pacing the room, muttering to myself. Finally I get it.

"No, that is not it. This whole converstation started with a boy that you like and ended with Mr. Primerson. If I recall right, he has a son named Matthew. Matthew is just a few years older then you so about my age. You are inlove with Matthew Primerson!"

She nods. 'Not only am I in love with him, I am engaged to him."

I stop my pacing and stare at my sister. "What?"

Maple stands up and comes over to me. She places her hands on my shoulders and brings me in a hug.

"Matthew asked me two weeks ago."

"Tell me you turned him down."

She smiles and she brightens up and I know I am wrong.

"Cyprus I love Matthew."

I turn away from her and gather my thoughts.

"How could you?"

"How could I what?"

I turn to face her. "How could you turn your back on father? The man who loved you and worked so hard to provide for you, for our family. He did everything to make you happy."

"Well then he would approve of this because I am happy."

"Well I'm not and you won't have my blessing." I storm out of the house.

I practically run and run. That is until I reach my secret spot that only I know of which is behind a couple of bushes there is an entrance to a cave that opens up to a river.

I quietly creep in the cave and go straight to the spot where I always sit. I take a deep breath and start talking.

"Daddy I miss you. I don't know how you did it, stayed so strong while everyone is leaning on you for support. You knew just what to do and say. I don't. I need to know what I am supposed to do."

It is silent for a moment, but then I hear rocks moving. I look behind me. I see a figure that is tall and broad enough to be a man.

"Hey, you! Stop!" I stand up and start moving towards the stranger. I stop abruptly when I see who it is.

"Leighton?" I start to back up.

"Well, well what do we have here?" He starts to walk circles around me.

I look straight ahead not making eye contact with Leighton. "I don't know, what do we have?"

"Looks like we have my father's slave."

My nostrils flare up but I don't say anything.

He stands in front of me and forces me to look at him.