BRENDA.

As I go downstairs to pick the surprise gift for Bruce,I hear him talking over the phone. When I come back up, his facial expression tells me that everything is nof okay. He can't look me straight in the eye.

“Honey I have just been on the phone with Alpha Edward." He says. The manner in which he talks doesn't help much.

“He is dead, isn't he?” I am referring to my father. I hate suspense and he better cut to the chase. I have lived in fear, fearing that the news will come but now that they have come I am still fearing. Bruce doesn't speak.

“I knew...