She suddenly froze.
“I’m just helping him.”
“With what?”
“That’s none of your business, Sarah.”
Emily had never spoken to me like that before.
The next day, I questioned Grandpa. He stared at me over the top of his glasses for several seconds before answering in an
unusually cold voice.
“Your sister chooses to come into my room. I don’t force her.”
His answer didn’t reassure me. It frightened me even more.
“What does she do in there?”
Grandpa’s expression changed immediately.
“You’ll find out when the time comes.”
That evening, Emily took another shower. I stood near my bedroom door and watched her walk down the hallway with her
hair still wet.
This time, she was carrying a small black bag. She entered Grandpa’s bedroom. Then I heard the lock click. A few minutes
later, Grandpa’s muffled voice came from inside.
“Do it quickly, before your sister notices anything.”
My heart tightened. Then I heard Emily reply:
“Don’t move. If I make a mistake, everything could get worse.”
I approached the door and pressed my ear against the wood. What happened next read in the comments 👇‼️👇‼️
Something metallic clinked inside the room. A moment later, Grandpa groaned in pain.
