Chapter 60

• I gripped the cold stone ledge, my knuckles white as I watched the somber procession below. Darren, Lyle, and Milo escorted Winifred down the winding path, their faces grim masks in the fading light. My heart twisted painfully in my chest.
• Anger and pity warred within me as I watched Winifred’s hunched form. I think she had been raised in such a way that she couldn’t escape herself. She was so caught up in thinking she was doing her duty that she forgot what it meant to be a mother to her children. But the idea that she would still try to kill me ... what the hell was wrong with her? I thought we were making progress.
• I didn’t think she was an evil person, but she needed help. She needed to understand that being a mother should have come before her duty. And I was still trying to come to terms with what she did to my own mother. Had she not scared my mother away, the curse would have ended a long time ago. However, then I wouldn’t have been born and I never would have met Darren. I couldn’t completely hate what she did because of that. And my parents were very happy together, up until my father disappeared.