“I’m sure no one saw you,” Cora asserts, annoyed.
“I have to go!” Alexandria shouts in a full-blown panic.
Cora grabs her arms. “No one comes out here. Trust me, you will be safe here.”
Alexandria lets out a deep sigh. “You’re right. If I start to freak out again, just slap me or something.”
That night she sleeps like a baby. She’s surprised she slept at all with what’s been going on, but guesses that her body was overdue. The next morning the smell of coffee lures her out of bed. She’s feeling so much better about things and at least now she’ll have a clear head. She even toys with the idea of staying one more day. After getting dressed, she opens the door to go eat breakfast.
“Freeze! You’re under arrest!” an officer shouts.
With guns in hand, there are cops standing in every corner of the house. She looks through the window and sees more guns pointed in her direction. Alexandria slowly puts her hands up to surrender.
“Okay, you got her! Now where’s my damn reward?” Cora shouts.
Amelia sinks onto her parents’ bed, holding the letter from her grandfather. She wanted to know what her parents were hiding from her, and now she knows more than she could’ve imagined. She realizes that this is a suicide note and it sounds like her grandfather is somehow blaming her father for not needing him. Dad must be blaming himself for Abraham’s death. Maybe that’s why he keeps getting nightmares. Tears rush down her face. She remembers that every nightmare starts with him begging his father to stop. “Did he witness something?” she wonders. Why would they keep this from me?
It vexes her to come face to face with her father’s past and how he must have been through so much hell trying to keep himself together all these years. The letter also explains why Leona hates her mother so much. Only a psychopath like Leona would blame my mother. God forbid she blames the real person at fault. What kind of freak offs himself because his son found a girlfriend? Give me a break.
She begins to feel sorrow for her mother having to deal with her dad and all his baggage. Now everything makes sense and she ponders how her mother kept it together. This proves to her how insanely strong their love is, revealing that only a powerful bond like theirs would keep them together. She concludes that her grandfather was a selfish bastard. It kills her that Abraham’s still winning because her father has never been able to get over the suicide. Now he’s lying in a hospital room, trapped in his own mind. But he needs to fight. She wishes there was something she could do.