Electric

Chapter 4

(Outfit above)

- ☂️"Oh Sinnerman, where you gonna run to?"

'Play it again." Luther commanded. Luther, Allison, and Dina were watching the video of Reginald Hargreeves dying.

'We've watched it over and over, Luther.' Allison said. 'It's the same every time.' Dina said, finishing Allison's sentence.

'Er. . . what is she doing?' Luther asked, stuttering in the process.

'The tea. Did she poison him?' Luther questioned. 'Uh-- I don't know.' Allison shrugged.

'Where did you guys find this?' Luther asked.

'We were looking at old footage of us as kids, and I saw the tape just sitting there.' Allison explained, walking over to Luther.

'Yeah, Dad must have started using the security system again.' Luther said.

'He was getting more and more paranoid.' Luther said, staring at the video. 'He thought people were out to get him. Well. . . I guess maybe he was right.'

'But Mom?' Allison questioned. 'I mean, She's not capable of. . .' Allison trailed off. Luther and Dina both looked at her. 'Is she?'

Allison, Luther, and Dina were sitting in the kitchen, watching as Grace made them breakfast.

'Mom?' Luther asked. 'We need to ask you some questions about the night that Dad died. Do you remember anything?' Luther questioned. Grace slowly turned her head to face the three adults.

'Of course.' Grace answered. 'Sunset, 7:33 p.m. Moon was waxing crescent, dinner was Cornish hen, wild rice, and carrots.' Grace ranted. Dina looked at her with wide eyes. That was creepy. She thought.

'No. No, uh. . . later that night. In his bedroom. ' Luther clarified. 'Did you go and see him?' Luther questioned. Grace looked like she was in some sort of daze, but she just chuckled.

'I don't recall.' She answered. Grace continued making them breakfast, lightly humming to herself. Allison, Dina, and Luther looked at each other, unsure of what to ask next.

'Were you ever. . . I don't know, angry with Dad?' Allison asked. Grace scraped the pan a little too hard, making Dina's ears start to hurt. 'Your father was a good man. A kind man. He was very good to me. ' Grace said, not turning around to look them in the eye.

'Yes, but after we all left, it must have been difficult.' Allison argued.

'Oh, there were days.' She chuckled. 'You kids kept me oh so busy, and then. . .' Grace trailed off, once again looking off into the distance.

'And then what?' Dina questioned.

'Mom, what were you gonna say?' Allison asked.

'Eggs are ready!' Grace exclaimed. 'Breakfast is the most important meal of the day. Now, eat up. All of you.' Grace said.

She placed a plate of eggs and bacon for the three adults and set them down for them to eat. Dina just stared at the plate, losing her appetite from their previous conversation.

'I don't like this any more than you guys do, but she's hiding something.' Luther insisted.

'Hiding? To me, she just sounded confused.' Dina said, defending Grace. Dina didn't believe that Grace did anything wrong. She just sounded confused and sad.

'Well, uh. . . you saw the tape. Grace knew what she was doing.' Luther argued.

'Grace?' Allison questioned, in exasperation. 'This morning, she was Mom.'