Collateral damage?
She guessed thinking about other potential suspects was easier than thinking about the dark guilt embedded into her heart like a monster's talons.
She had never sought to disprove the story given to her about what had happened. It had been easy for her to accept Mom had killed herself and Doug. Maybe easy wasn't the right word. Logical, maybe.
Given who Delia Willowstone was as a person… it was simpler to accept. Even as her own daughter, she'd believed without question she was a murderer.
Grumbler sauntered into the kitchen and rubbed against her leg. "Meow." I sense you are troubled, mistress.
"I'm a terrible daughter." She stroked her fur and instantly felt soothed. Her familiar always knew when she needed her. That was one of the lovely aspects of the witch-familiar bond.
I would not associate with a terrible daughter, chastised Grumbler. So what you say cannot be true.
