Ch. 1 perspective of Jake's mother

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Ch. 1 perspective of Jake's mother

I opened the back door.

"Hey, Jake. Come back. Where are you..."

Oh my god! I saw no Emily and I wondered. I saw some rope and I knew. He did it by the lake-in the lake. I called the police.

" Help! My son went running. He killed his infant daughter. Please come. Search the depths of my backyard lake," I plead.

What was wrong with my son. No, he can't be my son. I refuse to say it once more. I was hurt. That boy had no heart. Why? Why would he kill that poor baby, pobrecito! He thought no sake of the mother, for she had died also. Because of him, two people did not get to experience life. I doubted he was going to the funerals. It was in May. He couldn't go anyway. That young man is to be jailed. I will tell the judge I don't know of him, but I saw him.

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