“Her husband was wild-eyed and pale, on his knees, clothes wrinkled. Why had he locked himself in the closet? "It's Joshua," Jacob said. "He's the one who burned the house down. He's the one who killed Mattie." She tried to comprehend the words but couldn't. Mattie died in an accident. Even Davidson had said so. If you repeated the story often enough, it became true. She looked around the room, saw the twin beds, their blankets tangled. One of the sheets was stained with rust-brown circles. She ...drew back, but he reached and grabbed her hands and looked up at her, a bizarre mockery of the moment when he'd asked for her hand in marriage. "He took the insurance money," Jacob said. "He said Dad cheated him out of his inheritance." "Jacob, we'd better get you to a doctor." "We have to find him, or he'll tell." The trail of blood spots that led out of the room and downstairs. Jacob didn't appear to be wounded. "No. We can call the police on your cell phone. If your brother's hurt, we can get help for him." Lord, Jakie, what did you do to him?MoreLessRead More Read Less
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