"No, they weren't in a terrible accident, and Pierce is fine now," she told me.
"He didn't... snap and kill them, did he?" I asked tentatively.
That poor boy. I felt awful for him back then. I could tell he didn't want to do it, but I also saw the look in his eyes when his father mentioned my daughter. That boy had it bad for my little ladybug. I'd never had so much respect for a little boy in my life.
"No, Dad, uhm... Actually... I was... the one that killed them..." Otti said, her voice shy and quiet.
I blinked at her, waiting for someone to tell me this was a joke. I mean, there's no way. Not possible. Not my precious little daughter. She's not a killer.
But no one said a thing. In fact, the way that Colleen and Otti were looking at me told me that this was very much real. Otti wa
