“Oh p-lease, give me a break. In your dreams? bull shit.” 15-year-old Clara said, walking away from her younger brother and up the stairs To their apartment. “This is a murder case you had no envolvement in, how the fuck are you supposed to be hearing about this in your dreams? Now shut up, I deal with enough bullshit from things other than you on a daily basis since mom died.” “yes! It told me mom’s ring is in the ditch on highway 5,” 13-year-old kai said, glaring at his sister. “And it’s not bullshit. My dreams tell me a lot! It has to mean something, but no one will investigate it.” he said, getting angrier. “Look, squirt, if it worries you this much, me and lia can drive you to highway 5 tomorrow to check. For now, it’s almost 7 pm and you have schoowork.” “okay, fine.” Kai said, finally giving in. “need any help, squirt?” “no.”
“There’s no fucking way it’s here. That can’t be her ring,” Clara said, walking back and forth on the muddy grass on the side of the ditch. “Well, it looks like it to me. I told you it’d be here. Mom never took it off,” Kai said, holding the ring. “WELL THAN HOW THE FUCK IS IT HERE, KAI? THE COPS RULED IT A SUICIDE. THERE’S NO OTHER WAY UNLESS-” her voice rang out and echoed on the empty highway. “unless WHAT, Clara? Unless she was murdered like i told you she was?” “no, no, no, no, no. I am not turning my head in that direction. They did an autopsy, that- that- that's- that proved it.” “c’mon clara, you don’t believe that. I know you don’t believe that, that's not mom.” “And why shouldn’t I, squirt?” Clara said, tearing up. “Because that’s her body in the gutter over there.”
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