Shannon hated her mother. I didn’t care for the woman either, but I had no reason to see her dead, at least not at first. But Shannon, Shannon wanted the bitch dead as fuck. I couldn’t reconcile the sweet, long blonde-haired churchgoing girl with the vicious, spoiled brat. But here she was, and here I am, driving in a car with the woman I love right after I may or may not have killed Shannon’s mom.
(© 2021 AC)